Personal Narrative Essay: The Day Of Our Home

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The sound of my alarm clock rang loudly and desperately at 7:15 A.M on a Wednesday morning. I remember getting out of bed exhausted and dragging myself to complete my usual morning routine. As I was downstairs eating cereal, my father asked if I heard the doorbell ring or any obnoxious pounding against our front door. I clearly stated no as I finished my breakfast and packed my belongings for school while he went to the garage to start the car. All of a sudden, a loud bang against the front door filled my ears. Startled, my heart began to race. Shadows of over 30 heads taunted me behind the windows of the door. I screamed for my parents as I was terrified and could barely grasp the situation. I was only in the 8th grade when the S.W.A.T team invaded my home.
My dad quickly ran back into the house as he heard my shriek for help. He opened the door slightly and asked why the S.W.A.T team was here and for them to show a warrant. However, the S.W.A.T team did not comply with my father’s request and quickly barged in, knocking my dad to the floor. Immediately, uniformed men with loaded guns quickly filled
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The head chief of the search team finally made an appearance and said, “We received an anonymous tip that you were producing illegal substance within your backyard.” I could not believe what I was hearing. “The dome of your chimney looks similar to the dome drug dealers would use in order to make a large sum of illegal substances at once,” he said as he shuffled through his bag. The chief quickly pulled out a search warrant and had another officer finally release my father from the handcuffs. My mother quickly scanned over the document while I continued to cry. The authorities began to question my parents whether they were apart of any illegal activity in regards to marijuana. However, my parents denied all allegations and were extremely

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