Personal Narrative: My Journey To New Orleans

I woke up that morning ready for the day ahead of me. I was getting packed and ready to go. My mom was scurrying to get everything prepared for the day ahead of us. As I packed all of my belongings and my mom double checked behind me, since I 'm always leaving items behind. We were finally ready to go. We were setting off on a road trip from our small town to New Orleans, but we had to make a pit stop beforehand. We had to get breakfast, the most important meal of the day. As a ritual we always would stop by McDonalds for breakfast. Now we are finally on our way to the dance competition in New Orleans. We were approaching the causeway and all I could think about was the day ahead of me. The drive across the causeway was very protracted. I was super anxious to get to where I was going. From looking out the window it seemed as if the water never ended and then there was boats sailing accordingly with the breeze. As we kept traveling to New Orleans, my mind was finally at ease watching nature be her beautiful self, which was a much needed moment of peace considering all the nerves and anxiousness that day. Until, I had to snap out of it. We had finally made it across and the beautiful nature was now just a man made city. The …show more content…
I was very frustrated with myself but I tried to stay positive and not cry. All of my friends ran up to me after telling me I done incredible. The awards finally came. All I wanted to do was go home I knew I wasn 't going to place well. I tried keeping my mind off of it all by talking with friends. Then the announcer of the competition called my solo, "Bubbles" and said, "first place." I was ecstatic. And I will never forget that moment. I danced for God and he rewarded me with success. My first ever solo has made me the dancer and person I am today by showing me that no matter if you stop you just keep pushing forward, and in the end it will all turn out the way that God has planned for it to