My Hero-Personal Narrative

The summer of my 9th year, I won my first soccer tournament. I’ve been playing soccer since i was 4. After years and years of coming in third or fourth place, our team finally made it to the top. We received a big trophy for the team and metals for each player. i received a trophy of my very own for scoring the winning goal. I was expecting a mini celebration like a family dinner or something but ever since my parents got separated, things have been going downhill. We moved into an apartment, mom got a new job, and I've been spending more time with my little sister Ava.

Before Ava came, every August 12, mom would put a picnic blanket out on the backyard and mom, dad, and i would lay on our backs and wait for the light show to begin. No matter how busy our day was, we were determined to watch the perseid meteor shower every year. I remember the first time watching it i asked, “Dad what is that? Is that a shooting star?” …show more content…
I felt so special having a dad who knew all about things. I repeated what he had told me over and over to myself until i could say it just like he said it to me.

One night, when i was 11, we went camping with my friend Mia. We were sitting by the campfire when Mia yelled, “look guys, its a shooting star!” I then explained to her how every august the earth moves through the leftover debris of the Swift-tuttle comet. this meteor shower is called the perseids, and it peaks around the tenth of the