Personal Narrative: Half Pound Burger

A big, juicy, half pound burger. I could barely fit it in my mouth. Any normal person would see that and not even think they would be able to finish… 5:00 in the morning, this is whent my day started. Me, my sister kaitlynn, and my mom are off to Texas to visit my aunt Tera and our cousins Zaniel, Zian, and Zoe. As we sat at the train station (half asleep), I remember my mom giving us our tickets, and my shoes… and the trash can for some reason. No I didn’t throw away my shoes. When I got on the train I was surprised at how luxurious it was, of course it's not plated in gold, but…

My memory of the train ride from grand rapids to Chicago is less than stellar. As in I don't remember anything after I fell back asleep. After I woke up, we bolted. We were late for our next train, and this was our only way to Texas. When we finally found it we were an hour early, and we were hungry! But where to? This is Chicago, we don't live in Chicago. Either way we were leaving because we were hungry! If I didn't tell you already. …show more content…
It was a burger shop not to far from the station, and Adam from Man Vs Food had gone there. Of course upon hearing this I was instantly convinced that was where we were eating. But once we entered the restaurant my mind became vacant. I had no clue what I was going to eat. And what didn't was that I couldn’t stop thinking about how I’m probably not going to eat here in awhile. Ooh, I got it, a half pound burger. Seems legit. Don't ask me what I was thinking. Because even I don't