Narrative Essay About Birthday Party

It was my senior year of high school, and my eighteenth birthday was coming up. I wanted to do something fun with my friends. I was very unsure what we could do. I did not want a party. I hate birthday parties for myself. I wanted my three closest friends, since freshman year, to get a chance to make an awesome memory. We were graduating shortly after my birthday, so it would be one of last times before summer, the time when we never hang out, to do something awesome together.
I began my planning with looking up “fun things to do near me”. According to various websites, there’s nothing exciting to do in the tri-cities, other than hiking, and none of my friends are outdoorsy. I couldn’t find anything that caught my attention. As I stared at my computer screen, completely lost, I suddenly remembered an old idea. For years our group of friends had joked often about taking a Pigeon Forge trip together. …show more content…
I couldn’t wait for it to happen. I made sure I reminded Daniel to request the day off from work for that day. As the date for our trip got closer, I noticed Daniel wouldn’t confirm if he got the day off yet. When Matthew and I would talk, he would hint about feeling nervous about the trip. They were going to bail on me. I did all I could to keep them in the game, but the day before, they canceled. Matthew was too scared to drive, and Daniel never even tried to use the weeks upon weeks in advance he had to request time off.
I was crushed. I wanted this trip so bad. I cried my eyes out at the thought of all the planning and hoping was for nothing. It was a major let down. I felt stupid for crying, but it was so upsetting to think nothing I wanted was going to happen. I tried to disregard any concern, and just be hopeful. I think that’s why it was so much harder to accept the disappointment. In the end Colton rescheduled the trip, and we rearranged the plans for just us. It was still a good trip, but nothing like it was supposed to