Personal Narrative Analysis

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It all starts out as a normal weekend day in November of 2015, just a week or two after my 16th birthday. I get to catch up on my sleep for the week, and wake up without worrying about rushing to school. That is always a great feeling to wake up to. So as a 16 year old teen boy, what do I do when I get up? Of course I have to eat right away and satisfy my never ending hunger. I go downstairs and dig in the cereal cabinet and find one of my favorites; Frosted Flakes. Then, after eating, I do something that I fancy doing at least a couple times each weekend, I play video games. I turn on my new, pristine PS4, make sure Black Ops 3 (the call of duty that had just come out at the time) is in and start it up, then join in a chat party with some …show more content…

Exactly what I was fretting, my parents disjoining, becoming reality. They ask what we have to say or what we think and we are hushed, at a loss for words for what we have been told. The whole time I had a lump in my throat, taken back by the news and very disheartened. We eventually talk a little and come to the terms that it is not our (the kids’) choice on what they do, and if separating is what they want, then they should do it. Not much was said after that and we all break apart, trying going back to what was a normal day. I go back to my room with all kinds of emotions going through me. I am taken back and stunned by the news, I’m of course sad and uneasy about what will happen, and most importantly I feel torn. I feel torn between my parents and the decisions I would have to make. I never imagined having to be put through a divorce and the emotions that come with it. My dad, the person I look up to the most will be moving out of the house. He is the greatest role model of a father, I could ask for. He was understating, very caring and loving, and put others before himself. When he was mad, he wouldn’t lash out and yell at you, but try to

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