Personal Narrative: Homecoming Girl

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When set with the task of listening to a positive friend talk about a positive experience, I instantly knew who I’d speak with, my friend joyful Josie. Remembering a time when she casually mentioned winning homecoming queen, I assumed that she’d be the perfect candidate. After letting her control 20 minutes of conversation, I realized that when intentionally looking for positivity, the joy of others inspires personal joy. Josie and I decided to talk in my dorm room. We were both very exhausted from the day, but as we were settling down and starting to talk, I was getting more aroused to hear about Josie’s experience of winning homecoming queen. We settled right into my futon with papers from our homework everywhere and set our phones down aside on a little grey table I have set across from us. Before we even started the conversation, I could tell Josie was apprehensive having a whole conversation just about …show more content…
In the beginning, she started off with how bonkers her day was. She received her dress the day before and had no idea if it would fit or not. She ordered a black dress with lace on the arms that was a little too snug in the arms, but it fit. She then explained how stunning she thought she looked in her brown and gold eyeshadow that made her dark blue eyes pop with the dark maroon lipstick she had on. Every time she talked about how confident she felt that day, she would have this enormous smile on her face and I could feel the happiness I felt for her and how confident she felt. Every time she would talk about how she felt about herself that day, her hands would fly everywhere and she would beam with happiness and her voice would raise a little higher than normal. Before we started talking about her story, she would bite her nails but when she got into the story and especially talking about how radiant she felt, she stopped bitting her

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