Narrative Essay On A Birthday Game

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It was me, my friends Jamieson, Matt, Kael, Kyle and Spencer at Jamieson’s Birthday Party. We were six energetic friends ready to have fun for the rest of the day. We started off the party by going outside and playing football. So we got on our shoes, ran out the door, and got the field ready. Football was fun, of course, but my friend Matt was acting rather annoying while we were playing, however it didn’t ruin the excitement. After two games of football, we came inside and played video games. After an hour we all got wore out of video games, and Jamieson decided “Hey, we should play with nerf guns!” which all sounded like a good idea to us, I mean, c’mon, shooting rubber bullets out of plastic guns that make cool noises? Sounds like an action-packed …show more content…
When we were all sitting down to rest and get a drink, the doorbell rang. Jamiesons dad answered the door, and when he walked back into the living room, there was no hiding the smell of greasy, cheesy, pizza. He sat the pizzas down on the kitchen table, to which we all came running towards. He followed back in with Mountain Dews and breadsticks in his hand. We were too busy shoving our faces full of pizza to even remember what we were doing 2 minutes ago, let alone even worry about it at the time. 2 and a half boxes of pizzas and 6 Mountain Dews later, we were all done. After we were all pretty full, Jamiesons dad brought in cake, which, even after having that much pizza, there’s still enough room for cake, and i’m sure i’m not the only one thinking that, seeing as we ate half the cake within 20 minutes. After we were done eating that, we gave our stomachs 15 minutes or so to settle. After waiting around, watching the TV for 15 minutes, we all got up and walked across the cold, hard, wooden floor, to play with nerf guns some …show more content…
We got on our shoes, coats, and grabbed our blankets and pillows. As we got to the camper I hopped onto the top bunk, hoping no one would get up here with me, but as I saw my friend Spencer ready to climb up, I knew I was sleeping on the floor the rest of the night. I got off the bed with my blankets and pillows, plopped them against the bathroom door, which if you wanted to go to the bathroom you had to go inside due to the fact that Jamieson’s dad didn’t want anyone using the toilet until Jamieson and his family were going camping, because they already cleaned the toilet. We layed there in the darkness of the camper as others slept on beds, I slept on the

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