Personal Narrative-Skating My Way

Skating My Way When will we get there? I think over and over again while closing my eyes, listening to the noises. Hearing engines flying across the roaring road. For when we get there I’ll be able to hear the loud music and the wheels move across the floor as people skate. Me I can’t skate at all unless you can count hanging onto the walls skating. As we finally get there I see someone that I would’ve never expected to see. A girl my age with a bob-cut and hot pink highlights. “Hey Lily I didn’t know that you were coming here”, talking to Lily, the person I been meaning to ask to come with, but too afraid to, made coming here much more relaxing. Especially since it is for a Matthew party for my church to go skating at the rink. A Matthew party is where christians invite their non-christian friends to a party. “Do you skate?” implying to the skates in her hand. “No but I came anyway”, Lily replied. “Me too. I don’t know how to skate and this is my third time here, but it’s always …show more content…
From time to time I could let go of the walls and the other times I would fall or hang on. After having some pizza, it was free because we came on Family night I went back on the rink. I was so familiar on the rink with hanging onto the walls that I didn’t even notice I wasn’t holding onto the walls of the rink! It was crazy like when you first learn how to ride a bike, because I was teaching myself my own technique. Even though it took a little time to get used to the feel of skating I still fell. While I was staking I got pushed in the shoulder and fell on the rink when Mrs. Ashley, one of our chaperones pulled me back out, she asked how did I fall so gracefully. In my mind I was thinking that same question because I truly do not have any ideas