Personal Narrative- The Day My Sister Left for College
I had woken up extra early that morning to watch it all happen. To watch part of my life that had been ever so dominant disappear in a small gold 96’ Saturn. I watched it carefully, not thinking that these few moments would be our last, but that they would be the last that we were in some way equal.
The day that my big sister drove away to college was the day my life changed. For the past 15 years, I had wanted to live and breathe whatever she did. A living shadow, I guess would be a good way to describe it. She was just so cool. Who wouldn’t want to be her?
Flashbacks entered my head as my mom and dad scurried around for the last things to load up while my sister read off the never ending check list to the air. I guess I was supposed to be checking, making sure that she hadn’t forgotten anything, but memories of Barbie Dolls and Lucky Charms flooded my brain.
It was about one o’clock when she finally pulled away, but not before saying her goodbyes. Humid summer wind blew her hair in her eyes. She started with our f...