Personal Narrative: What Happened To My Family

Nothing will ever meet the horrors of what happened to my family and I on the first morning of winter. It had literally put fear into our minds, and never did I think I would be sane again. Before this tragedy however, my family was in a blessed situation. Despite the struggles in the beginning of our lives, we had it fairly easy. My family consisted of me, my momma, and my little brother and sister. Our father had left the family before we had ever known him.
We came from a tiny, run-down town in Russia where there were minimal job offerings. As the man of the family, I decided to get into mine work. One morning at work I came upon what every gold miner would die to see! I found several pounds of gold all to myself! Intelligently, I kept these findings to myself and took them home. The whole family was ecstatic to see all the gold in my brown knapsack! Instantly, we ran down the road and bought the nicest boat we could find. We gathered a boatful of resources to bring with us. Then we packed our things up and set sail.
All of us planned on going to North America, but that didn’t end up working out. As I was driving the boat I saw an abundance of black clouds ahead; in my head I thought one …show more content…
This was very surprising considering the island had never gotten to even a chilly temperature. I walked into the kitchen of our three bedroom cabin to see my mother, little brother, and little sister. My 13-year old brother and I had built the cabin with some of the resources we had acquired when we had arrived on the island. The energy in the room that morning felt noticeably odd. I didn’t know why there was this anxious feeling flowing throughout the room. My mother started to serve us all a plate of the fresh berries I had gathered the night before. Attempting to avoid the feeling in the room I took my plate to my room. I was eating my berries and picking out some clothes for the day whenever I heard a door slam