Personal Narrative: John's Incredible Pizza

It’s been one long week after the hurricane hit my town with a crash. I’m at home with my family praising the fact that it is perfectly fine and wasn’t damaged too badly from the blustery and blasting the wind and the downpour of the heavy rain. Our house was one of the few on the block to endure nature itself. I in the distance I see my friends and I’s favorite hangout spot, John’s Incredible Pizza. I’m worried about the building.
John’s has been that’s always been a part of my childhood. Ever since I met Tanner, Jacob and Mackenzie we’ve always caught-up each Saturday afternoon at John’s Incredible Pizza. We know some of the employees and they give us a discount because we return every week on Saturday afternoons. My first-choice game there is the Monkey Barrel game where I have to get all ten monkeys to hold hands as they skillfully try to swing back and forth causing mischief and mayhem on the screen. In the end, if you get the golden monkey (number ten) you get two hundred and fifty tickets. Over time, I became a complete master of the game. …show more content…
I have countless lava lamps and many fake teeth. I had been saving up my tickets at the moment to get the GoPro for twenty thousand and five hundred tickets. For the last month, every time I would go to Johns I’d look at the GoPro and say with a determined face, “I will get you one day!” Last time I was there was last Saturday and I had a total of ten thousand and eight hundred and seventy-seven tickets on my card. I still had quite a ways to go. My friends had offered if I paid for half of it in tickets they would put in the other amount. I kindly rejected and said, “Sorry guys this is my win.” But today I soon faced the fact though that last Saturday may have been the last time I played the Monkey Barrel game at that particular John’s Incredible