Narrative Essay On Crayfish

I will never forget the first and last time I heard my dad scream.
I was in third grade, and my class had recently finished up our unit on crayfish. The school had decided to allow students to keep them as house pets when the class was done with them. The student just needed permission from his or her parents. I longed to have a crayfish.
Prior to the third grade, the closest I had ever had to a pet was a snail that I had watched for my neighbors while they were on vacation for a few weeks. I had begged my parents for a pet, but they always had a reason to say no. This opportunity to have a crayfish was a true miracle. It would cost nothing get it, we wouldn’t need to buy a tank, it’s extremely low maintenance, its food was cheap and available in every pet store, and it only needed its tank cleaned once a week. After several days of convincing, my parents granted me …show more content…
Like the shrill cry of an ape, he informed the entire street that he had solved the mystery; he had located the missing crayfish. It had managed to crawl downstairs and into my dad’s office. My brother scrambled off of the couch where he had been playing Angry Birds to see what the commotion was about.
There was no question that it had to go. I had been completely irresponsible with my crayfish, and I tried to hide the fact that I had lost it. I had let my parents down in every way. It wasn’t enough to simply say that I could be responsible for a crayfish.. I had to prove it to my parents if I really wanted a pet, but in reality, I hadn’t any idea how to be responsible. We released it in a tiny man-made lake down the street. I didn’t see the chance of having a pet again until the summer after eighth grade, and when I did, I made sure prove to them that I could be responsible for a