Personal Narrative Analysis

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I am gonna talk about an experience I had when I was about 5. It was scary because I had hurt my hand really bad. This event had a big effect on the way I think about things I want to do. I had a good day before later that night when I hurt my hand.This is a very interesting story.

It was a friday in september of in 2008, that day we went to perkins for lunch at the beginning of the day. When we go to Perkins my family loves to get pie´s for us to eat when we go there, but I hate pie´s so i just got a hamburger at 9:00am. My dad thinks I am weird for eating that at the time, but I still do it to this day. Then we went to the mall to get me a cowboy´s jersey because it was getting close to my birthday. I got a Emmitt Smith jersey because he was my favorite player at the time. We also had to go to go get eye paint for the high school football game we were going to later that night. …show more content…

I used to get a cheese rollup and chips and cheese. We ate in my Dad’s truck which was a Dodge 2500, he always said “ If you spill in the truck I will kick your a**.” I always thought that was really funny. My Dad is a really funny dude and all my friends like him. My mom and dad were already divorced at this point. Then we went and picked up his girlfriend Kylee, I liked kylee a lot, she was really nice. We went back to my grandma’s because that's where my dad lived after the divorce. We went there only on the weekends. We love having sometime in the day to play games as a family. A game we really like to play is Just Dance because it was funny when all my uncles went and danced together in the living

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