Personal Narrative: A Humorous Story

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This is a funny ,(funny to other people) and embarrassing ,(embarrassing to me) story. It happen like two months ago… So a week before this happen, I was walking down the hallway at Havre Middle school, and I saw my Vice Principal Mr. Irvin. When I see him he usually asked me if I want to work the concessions for the middle school football team . So he walked passed and I said “do you need me to work..”, He said “oooo man can you?????????”. I work with my friend Elly. She has been my friend ever since I was born because, our parents were friends. We went to daycare together when we were little. She is always there for me, and I am always there for here. We are like sisters! She calls my mom her mom. We worked after school that week. We were walking up the hill to go to the football hill and all we saw was water coming out of the faucet next to the concessions. It was all over!!! Some of the havre boys broke it. Mr Irvin was mad but not that mad they got the water shut off. They fixed it by time the game started so people could fill up their water bottles. We go in the concessions And it was so hot in there. I felt like I was in a microwave, it was so hot!!!! The first quarter went by and Elly and I were selling some not alot so it was kinda boring, but it was still fun because I was with my best friend. The second quarter …show more content…

Mr. Irvin came by and he said the reefers need water, so I got water and I was running to Mr.Irvin to give him the water. I was running and stepped on a rock. I saw the rock but I kept running. Man I wish I wasn’t running. Every body saw me it was so embarrassing. I felt like people were laughing at me… Inside I was crying and screaming. People kept laughing and asking if i was okay. I said i was fine but it really hurt. I slowly walked back it hurt so bad I wanted to cry I got back in the concessions, I sat down for a bit the game got over. It didn't hurt much after that, but i just wanted to sit

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