My Summer-Personal Narrative

June 6th, 2014. That was the last day of my sophomore year in high school. I had just recently gotten my license, and my best friend, Dee, was up and in town for the entire summer. I could not have been more excited. This was the first summer after my mom had met her boyfriend in the cities, and left me with my 18-year-old brother for the summer. Two sixteen-year old’s, basically unsupervised for an entire summer, what could possibly go wrong? The answer is everything. Everything that could have gone wrong that summer, went wrong. Only one good thing came out of that entire summer, all 93 days of it. That summer I learned who I never want to be, a lazy, insignificant, waste of society, bum. That summer was the biggest learning experience of my life so far. The first thing I remember clearly about that summer is how excited I was for my best friend to be coming home. She was recently moved to a foster home in Antigo, Wisconsin. Being the …show more content…
Not only did it take a long time to regain her trust, it took a long time for her to even let me talk to Dee, let alone hangout with her. I learned that I never want to be like any of the people I met that summer. I want to always supervise my kids, and I want them to know they can count on me. I learned that old men who work at fast food places and have been to jail countless times, are losers, and have no business talking to 16-year-old girls. I learned drinking and smoking do not make you ‘cool’, at least not to the right people. After that summer, I went into my junior year of high school with a different attitude. School became my number 1 priority. From that point on, only A’s and some B’s were acceptable. I was going to go to college, and then law school, and make something out of myself. I was going to respect my mom, even if she barely noticed the difference. That summer, I learned who I was and who I want to