Personal Narrative: My Growing Up

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I awoke to urgent beeping and my mom holding my hand. I felt my mom's hand being pushed away and the bed started to float. I saw a vision of five year old me going down a slide. The rush of the air blowing my boy cut hair back. The only difference was the rapid beeping in the background. I was in and out of consciousness. Visions of me growing up, I was six on a swing pumping my legs going hire and hire. Then the beeping roused me and I was rushing through a hall. Vision of me running through the hall with Gianna on our way to see her new little siblings. Then beeping, a male nurse with brown hair took a flashlight and looked in my eyes. Vision of me in the hall at school and Nathan asking me to homecoming his brown hair right above the eyes,

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