My Pajamas Narrative

It was like a scene from a movie. My heart was beating faster than I had ever imagined possible. I couldn’t wrap my mind around what had just happened. How did this happen? Why did this happen to me? Was this karma? Did I upset the universe or God? Was this a test of my faith, a testament of God's grace, or did I just have the worst luck ever? It was by far the worst experience of my life. I remember everything about that day. I was about two weeks into my summer break. I woke up to an empty house. My parents were at work and my siblings were still in school. I lounged around the house for most of the day, watching tv in my pajamas. As the hours passed I realized it was time to get ready for work. I dreaded the twenty minute drive I took five days out of the week, but I was still determined to make it a good day. I listened to music as I got ready, it always seemed to get me in a good mood. I put on my hideous Zaxby’s uniform first, and then proceeded to do my hair. When I was done dancing around and singing into my brush like it was a microphone I …show more content…
It was my first car, my parents had gotten it for me just three months earlier. I instantly feel in love with it even though it was big and drained my pockets from gas expenses. I carried out my usual routine: purse buckled in passenger seat, start ignition, adjust the air to my liking, sync my phone to the speakers, buckle up, and head out. The drive wasn’t as long as I expected. Traffic was light and my music kept me company. Work wasn’t so bad either. My favorite coworkers were there and business was slow due to a storm. Closing time came sooner than expected. I gathered my things and headed to my car. My routine was sort of the same, except I had to call my mom and let her know that I was on the way home. She warned me of the heavy rainfall and told me to be