Personal Narrative: A Day In Italy

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It was a cold day in Italy as I walked in snow and felt like my feet were screaming for help, they hurt so bad that I thought I couldn't go on but my dad told me that it was all gonna be worth it when I got to the place of freedom,America. I was with my parents and my big brother Two hours passed and we had finally got to the boat ,as I stood there looking at the boat I knew as I stepped on it that my life would never be the same. I walked on to the ramp and I started to feel butterflies in my stomach and it was like never before, and it was like my feet didn't even hurt anymore it was almost like they felt the joy I had in my heart and they stopped hurting. Person after person got on the boat and it became more crowded and crowded and it seemed like less and less room was on the bus. Woman ,Men,Kids,pets and people of all ages were getting on all hoping to have a better life in America . Some sick and some well but all had one dream and a heart full of hope. The boat had thousands of people on it and it wasn't clean at all. I remember looking at the bottom of my socks at night and they would be black from the floor. The food was horrible so me and …show more content…

They really didn't tell us how long it would take to do the boat inspection but I was hoping it wouldn't take long .After almost 12 hours we were called and we could leave to go to the building for further inspecting and questioning. As we walked into the bulding the room was the biggest thing I have ever seen in my life there was flags hanging from the roof and it was just so grand and beautify out of this world. We walked up the steps and the first thing we came to was a section were they separated us into groups for men and woman. They broke us up and I got scared that something would happen and I wouldn't see my family again but luckily my mom got separated with

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