Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Military

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I was in the livingroom on my phone. All of the sudden, my mom came up to me to ask me what was I planning to do with my life after high school or if I was expecting of attending to collage.I was afraid of telling them that I was actually dreaming of entering into the military.So I came to the conclusion that it was time for them to know, since I was the only child they have. “ Well.., I was planning on going to the military, since my uncle had experienced it, i got interested in joining” .Then my mom reacted emotionally. “ But son you have a big future behind you, you shouldn’t wasted going to the military, you're the only son I have and I wouldn’t want losing you.”Then my dad came interrupting the conversation. “Whats going on here.” My mom was quiet.Her nose and eyes were watery I could tell that she was about to cry.I didn’t know what to say I was speechless when I saw my mom dropping a tear down her face.My mom had the barvery of speaking up and said “Your son is deciding on joining the military.”My dad looked angry when she said that.Then he said angryly, “No you can't, you will disowned your family, if you live. You're the only child we have.”I couldn’t keeping hearing their disappointment so I left saying ok. Second point of view: …show more content…

I couldn't hold my tears when I recalled the first day I had him in my arms. He was my little Fabrizio the child who got me where I am today.I was so proud of him throughout this years and now he is deciding to live

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