Personal Narrative: My Experience To The Wedding Day

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Sandra’s long awaited wedding day arrived. On that very day, I got to the reception hall quite early and this was for me to get a good view of everything happening and not miss out in any action of the day. Sitting in the reception hall , at a very good position viewing snaps of different people, forty five minutes later, the bride and groom with their band wagon arrive after which different people start trooping into the hall smiling and giggling. Suddenly this fine tall man walks inn briskly, from his looks you could tell that he was one of the grooms men. With a look of seriousness on my face I glanced up at him. He left as quickly as he came just to return again. Got engrossed with my phone until my friend called me and told me …show more content…

While eating I got a glimpse of him talking with the maid of honor and I thought to myself finally he talked with somebody that’s a female. Wedding goes on , bride dances with her father, all other formalities take place and my friend taps me like an hour later that she’s about to leave, I stand up walk her to get a cab and I bid her goodbye. Then I come back to my seat looking for my “man of the wedding” and his whereabouts are unknown, I start fiddling with my phone again.
Twenty minutes later, I sight my aunt’s friend who happens to be an aunt to the bride, I leave my seat and go to talk with her, while talking with her, I notice my cousin talking with fine specimen of protoplasm and I quietly excused myself from the discussion with the lady and I say to my cousin this guy is fine and she rushes to tell the guy , me feeling a little bit embarrassed I muster courage and talk with this “my man of the moment” and he collects my phone number saying he would call later and I smile and go back to my conversation with my

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