Personal Narrative I Love Jean Myers

Dexterous Fourteen years ago, I was living the luxuriance life with my love Jean Myers. We spent most of the days with each other at high school. On the weekends, we would go out and watch movies, but sometimes we would go each other’s houses and watch movies together on the Videocassette Recorder. Every day with her were charitable, and then the day came when we were hanging out at my house watching television. The Breaking News appear on the screen and a news reporter viewed then said, “We have breaking news that the White House has been shot down by a Russian Missile, we have video of the catastrophic scene.” The scenery made me sick to my stomach, then Jean held me tight and I could see tears in her eyes. Days after that incident, I got a letter saying I been selected to serve in the war against Russia. I knew that was coming and after I got the letter I went to see Jean at her house. As soon as I got there, she came rushing out of her house and ran towards to hug me, she already knew I got the letter. She looked up with tears in her eyes and kissed me. …show more content…
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