Personal Narrative: Lake Tahoe

We didn’t need to choose where we wanted to go over the winter break, my mom was very eager to go to Lake Tahoe. My sister and I just wanted to stay home and sleep, but my mom said we needed to go out, after all, she’s the one that makes us stay ome. I didn’t have a clue what Lake Tahoe was. I found about that Lake Tahoe was a lake far up north and on the border of Nevada.
Today was the day for a very long trip estimated about seven hours and 450 miles from where we are to Lake Tahoe with my mom’s friend’s family. The family always seems very hyperactive most of the times, though they were an enjoyable family to fool with. There was something in the van to save all of us from our monotony, it was a cat. The cat was an American Shorthair with a white body, striped tail with gray and black, and a striped body with a mix of gray, black, and white. For a kitten that is six months old, it was a little overweight than other kittens. The cat’s name was either Mochi or Fish, …show more content…
Suddenly, the cat regurgitated everything it had eaten while Nathan and I were playing video games. The stench spread through the whole van smelling like rotten cheese and eggs. Luckily, the cat didn’t throw up where I was sitting, it vomited where no one was sitting. The look on the cat’s face was too adorable to resist, so we had to stop in the car ride and rest the cat for a few moments. Fortunately, the cat didn’t throw up anymore on the ride, though I felt really queasy, so I slept to try to shake it off. When I woke up, we still had two more hours and Nathan, or course, was playing video games and I found Mochi sleeping in between Nathan’s and my leg. I carefully pet him anxiously because I don’t want him to throw up anymore. One hour before our destination, it became freezing and frigid, I noticed that we were almost there and there we saw, a huge mountain of