Personal Narrative: Jonas Brothers

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Jonas Brothers When I was about ten years old, I was in love with the Jonas Brothers. I had over one hundred and forty- three pictures and posters on my bedroom wall at one point. I owned all of their CD’s and even had the Jonas Brothers book. Although I am not on bit embarrassed about liking the Jonas Brothers in the in the past, I am a bit embarrassed about my recent obsession with them. The Jonas Brothers will forever be one of my favorite bands. It is really hard to explain why I enjoy the Jonas Brothers so much, but their music makes me really happy. It would not be a great day if I did not hear “Year 3000” on my way to school. When I was a fourth grader, I was very into Disney Channel, like any other ten year old in 2008, because …show more content…
Everyone knew it, and it was a bit awkward. However, if it were not for his crush we would not be as close of friends as we are today. Although we a good friend now, Kelly and I had a little argument about chocolate. In grade school, Valentine’s Day is very important. Each class would have a party, and you had to get cards for everybody in the class. Sometimes you would want to buy something extra to give to a special person. When I walked into class on Valentine’s Day, there was a box of chocolates and a note and a note on my desk. I was surprised, but immediately knew it was from Kelly. The note was written in his mom’s handwriting. In grade school, notes from boys were always written in their mom or sister’s handwriting. I read the note, and told Kelly thank you. I also told him that I did not want the chocolate. He thought I did not want it because I did not like him, so he was mad. I tried explaining to him, that I did not like chocolate, but he would not believe me. When we were in the eighth grade, Kelly and I talked about how he did not believe me in the fourth grade. I said that I loved chocolate now, and that is he bought me chocolate now I would eat it. So on graduation day he bought me a box of

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