A Personal Narrative: I Never Disobeying To Children

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One memory that I will always remember was the time I got lost at Walmart. Those minutes that I wasn’t with my mom felt like an eternity. I was about 6 years old when this happened and for disobeying my mom I got lost. Every time I step into that store with my mom that memory comes to my mind and it makes me laugh. That’s why we always have to listen to our parents and never disobey them.
I still remember that it was in the month of December and in that month the Walmart gets packed because people from out of town come to buy presents for the holidays. We went in the afternoon because my mom was going to buy some new curtains for her room. My aunt and little cousin came with us he was three years older than me. My mom and I went directly to where they have the curtains and my aunt and cousin said they were going somewhere else and that they would come find us in a bit. My mom had told me to
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I was searching for my mom aisle by aisle calling her but I didn’t find her. I sat down in the aisle where she was picking the curtains out and I was crying. Until this lady comes up to me and asks me why I was crying. I had told her why and she was helping me look for my mom but we still didn’t find her. So, the lady told one of the workers there that I was lost and the lady from Walmart took me. She then asked me what my mom’s name was my name and how my mom looked.
The employee then announced me in the inner come and we waited there until my mom got there. When I saw my mom coming towards us I felt such a relief when I was lost a lot of things were going through my mind. I had thought my mom had left me in the store and had left home. My mom then after was getting mad at me for disobeying her. I had told her that I had gone to go drink water with my cousin but she didn’t care she told me she was super worried about me. That when she had seen that I wasn’t there she went to search

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