Personal Narrative Essay: The Day Of A Perfect Day

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The anticipation was killing me. I had been waiting for this day for what seemed like forever, and I was so glad it had finally come. I’d been talking about it all week, and I was starting to annoy people. However, I just couldn’t help it. I felt like my heart was going to explode out of my chest with all the happiness inside me. I’d been trying not to think about it because it made me anxious. Now that it was time, it was the only thing on my mind.
The day started out great just like I’d hoped. The sun was shining a bright yellow, and there was a slight breeze. There were a few puffy white clouds and birds flew through the air, chirping a happy song. It was the perfect weather for a perfect day. I sat on a worn out, defluffed, maroon couch
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His pile to pick from wasn’t huge, so we decided on a Jackie Chan movie called The Tuxedo. He popped it in. I went to the little kitchen bar area in his room to pop some popcorn while he ran upstairs to find a bowl. As he ran he yelled down at me, “Be sure to stop it at 34 seconds if you want it to be perfect.” So I stopped it at exactly 34 seconds like he’d asked. When he came back downstairs he gave me a disappointed look and exclaimed, “It smells burnt.” I told him all I did was follow the directions he gave me.
We watched the movie on the little tv in the corner of his room. It was very funny and the popcorn was gone before the movie had hardly even started. After it finished, we talked more until we got tired. We dozed off and slept for a little while in the warm bed. It was a peaceful sleep on this perfect day.
When we woke up we decided to play some video games. Call of Duty was his game of choice. He handed me the remote, and we played. My part of the screen was all zoomy and my person was spinning all around. I couldn’t figure out the controls and was always getting lost. He kept killing me. Occasionally I would do something right and get a kill. His mom came downstairs mid-game with a bowl of freshly cut red apples for us. We sat and ate them for a bit. They were cool, crisp, and juicy. The best apples for a perfect

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