Personal Narrative: My Trip To Mexico

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Being able to pick a day to relive of your past is maybe somewhat hard. There are many days that I would enjoy to relive. Even though you can’t go back it’s always nice to remember what you have done in the past. For instance, the day I was able to spend time with my cousin Erika from Mexico. I would like to relive the day I went to Seattle with my cousin Erika because she came all the way from Mexico, I would get to know her better and be somewhere else besides home. First of all, I am glad Erika could come and visit from Mexico. The reason she came was so that we could meet a member of our family that we didn’t know. At first it was weird because I didn’t really see the part of my family from Mexico like my family since I didn’t know them. I hope that in a few years I will be the going to Mexico and go see them. After about 3 years of knowing them I am more comfortable. I am thankful that my cousin decided come here with us. …show more content…

Throughout the trip in Seattle she was able to tell me what she and her family did over there. I enjoyed knowing all the things she does and why she decided to come, being able to know her made me be closer to my family tough we live separated. And something that was interesting is that I am taller that her and she’s in her early twenties. Instead of calling her Erika we nicknamed her “Chaparrita” which means short. And his brother Enrique we call him

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