Narrative Essay: Joe and Jackie It all began with a simple phone call one night after dinner. “Joe,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Jackie, and she sounds upset.” As I came downstairs to pick up the phone, I was not happy. I was tired and looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another stupid adventure with Jackie. Thirty minutes later, after trying to convince Jackie that I was too tired to do anything, she pulled up my driveway in a silver Mustang.
Before the car came to a stop Jackie was leaning on the horn pushing me to come out of the house. Grabbing my coat from the couch, I walked out of my front door with no enthusiasm at all because I knew what was coming. Jackie had pulled the ‘I'm upset’ card again because she knows I will always be there for her.
As I walked out of my house the cold air hit my face, the smell of burning gasoline filled my nostrils. It felt like it was …show more content…
Skin to skin contact, force enough to make me fall back two steps. I snapped out of my frozen state to see who exactly took a hard hit to my cheek. Jackie. Dizziness took over me, Jackie and a man, whom I believe was Walter, the helicopter pilot, helped me get settled into the seat of the flying death machine. Next thing I know, I am wearing a headset and ready to throw up my past dinner. I look out the window and notice that we are flying over miles and miles of farmland. ‘Where’s all of the houses and people?’ my mind is questioning, but no one would actually know the answer if I asked, so what would have been the point.
Jackie still trying to make a point, wouldn’t flat out say where we were going. Although I didn’t want to come out and ask her, so I just let it go. I was starting to get antsy, any longer in this confined space might actually kill me, so I closed my eyes hoping it would end soon.
“10 minutes until we arrive to our destination.” I barely heard the man who was flying say through the
Before the car came to a stop Jackie was leaning on the horn pushing me to come out of the house. Grabbing my coat from the couch, I walked out of my front door with no enthusiasm at all because I knew what was coming. Jackie had pulled the ‘I'm upset’ card again because she knows I will always be there for her.
As I walked out of my house the cold air hit my face, the smell of burning gasoline filled my nostrils. It felt like it was …show more content…
Skin to skin contact, force enough to make me fall back two steps. I snapped out of my frozen state to see who exactly took a hard hit to my cheek. Jackie. Dizziness took over me, Jackie and a man, whom I believe was Walter, the helicopter pilot, helped me get settled into the seat of the flying death machine. Next thing I know, I am wearing a headset and ready to throw up my past dinner. I look out the window and notice that we are flying over miles and miles of farmland. ‘Where’s all of the houses and people?’ my mind is questioning, but no one would actually know the answer if I asked, so what would have been the point.
Jackie still trying to make a point, wouldn’t flat out say where we were going. Although I didn’t want to come out and ask her, so I just let it go. I was starting to get antsy, any longer in this confined space might actually kill me, so I closed my eyes hoping it would end soon.
“10 minutes until we arrive to our destination.” I barely heard the man who was flying say through the