Personal Narrative Essay

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One summer day, i was on my way to go to my dads for the weekend. I was so excitedfor all the things he told me we wore going to do. My dads name is james he is 33 and he has a girlfriend her name is Tiffany together they have a baby name Zeik. So when I finally got there to my dads he said get ready to go I said ''ok'' So i was in the living room holding my new baby brother Zeik waiting for my dad and Tiffany from getting ready and shower and stuff. It has been an hour later, and i dont know what happened are they alive or not? Cause soon as they closed the door the around 15 minuts ago they have not came out I wounder what happen? So 30 minutes later, I had opened there door to see what they were doing. Well it turns out I had been waiting around for hours for nothing they had been sleeping. After I seen that I was thinking to my …show more content…
i was just sitting there on the couch thinking to my self how wounderful I was with Zeik and how I took great care of him the hole day. But I also woundered do they do this, leave him alone twenty four seven when im not here. '' I mean like she dont even watch or live with her other kid his name is Easton he is only 4 years old and he has a crazy life bit I do think Tiffany could be a little more suportive with her kids, and be with thenm both and have fun with them,and laugh,go places, and maybe help them lead them to a better life.

Early that morning, dad had woke up and Tiffany, I had asked them what happened to last night. And dad "said that Tiffany was in pain and layed down. But then I had got mad cxause that wasn't a good exponation for why we didnt go any were. So I had told my dad to get dressed so I can take a walk with him and talk bout what i am conserned about. And so he did, right after we got back from the walk with him. Dad had said he wouldnt do it again and it was a promise. But right when we walked straight in the door he did it

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