Personal Narrative: Grandpa's Funeral Home

It was a hot summer morning and the birds were singing along with the chimes blowing in the wind. The clock had just struck 11:00 in the morning and the radio turned on. His hand slid over the alarm to shut it off and slowly get out of bed. After making the forever lasting walk down the hall to the bathroom, Trevor freshened up for the day with a soothing hot shower. As he finished up in the bathroom, he could smell the delightful pancakes and bacon his mother was preparing downstairs. His mother always made him eat breakfast because she said it was the most important meal of the day. During the meal, his mother mentioned that his great grandpa’s funeral visitation was today and that they would be going later in the day. She also told …show more content…
Everyone fastened their seatbelts, his grandmother turned on the radio, and they began their drive towards the funeral home. For some odd reason, his grandmother was unusually quiet at the start of the ride. She was always known as the talkative type of person and always wanted to know how everyone’s day was going. Trevor continued to wonder what was on her mind, but didn’t want to bother her so he kept him comments to himself. About fifteen minutes into the drive, Trevor got a call from his mother who was already at the funeral home. She asked if they would be able to pick up some pizza for the break room at the funeral home because they were in charge of bringing snacks for visitors. He let her know that they would be able to without a problem, but they would end up being a few minutes late to the visitation. After he ended the call with his mother, he informed his grandmother about the task they were asked to complete. She changed her route accordingly, and they made their way to the Jet’s Pizza where they were asked to get the pizza from. On their way there, they decided to play some games in the car to try and pass the time before they arrived. They all enjoyed the fun and games until they got bored and wanted to just be there already. Soon after, some of his cousins started to complain that they had to go to the bathroom really bad, so they had to make a quick pit stop at a nearby gas station. As they got of the car, they ran on inside to go and use the restroom. While they were inside, Trevor decided to walk around the store in hopes of finding something interesting around. As he made his way around the different aisles, he found nothing to be out of the ordinary or anything that really caught his attention. Just the usual snacks and drinks in any average convenience store would have in stock. After browsing around for a few more minutes, his