Personal Narrative Essay: I Build A Tree House

It was finally Friday. I love school and everything, but I was looking forward to this weekend. I had plans to play with the girl who lives in the apartment below me today. Together we had decided to build a Treehouse in the backyard. When I really think about it, we might only be able to build a landing of some sort because we only have one long piece of plywood. However we were both determined to make something out of our single supply. I went through my apartment getting ready for my big appointment in the backyard. On a whim before going out I decided to let all three of our cats outside. However, I kept one with me by putting a harness and leash on her. I decided so that she could keep my friend and I company while we figured out our tree house. When I finally got her situated I turned to my brother and tried to join me. I thought since it was just the two of us we could use all the help we could put the plywood into the tree. Nonetheless, he was immovable. I was at least able to persuade him to …show more content…
I decided that it would be faster using the back stairway that leads to the backyard to meet up with my friend. Once I was finally outside I walked to the fence on the other side of the yard where young trees were growing. I was tying my cat’s leash to a low hanging branch when my friend joined me. We started discussing what tree would be best for our operation. My friend and I both might only be in 4th grade, nevertheless we had our own ideas about where to start building our Treehouse. Every now and then I would look over to my cat to make sure that she did not weasel her way out of her restraining contraption. For the most part she would just lay there in the grass very annoyed about being chained to a tree. It was the final time that I had checked up on her when the start of an event that would turn my world around in a complete one-eighty