Personal Narrative: Lake Willowberry

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Hurriedly, I buckled my seatbelt, placed in my keys in the ignition, and adjusted my rear view mirror. It was then, I caught a glimpse of the Victorian mansion across the street. I had almost forgotten about the arrangement I had grudgingly accepted to help clean the attic. But after a quick scan of my surroundings, I quickly realized the vicinity was absent of any dump truck. So maybe they forgot, I shrugged, hoping this piece of logic would justify my actions. Giving one last wary look, I concluded that I free to go and zoom off accordingly.
Lake Willowberry wasn’t an enormous lake, but it was sizable, with the approximate circumference length of a rounded football field. The lake was in the forest, and the forest encroached the south side
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Eagerly joining the rest of the group we played for awhile. After frisbee, however we decided to test out the lake’s chilly water by braving back flips off of a jutting rock called Devil’s Chin. I was never exactly told why it was called Devil's Chin, but once, there was a rumor that the devil himself lived in the lake. It was obviously just a supertious story, but in a town like East Bay, some took it to be literal.
After some time, I returned to the grassy area and rested, supine, soaking in the sun’s warmth. I took in a deep breath and closed his eyes when suddenly, a dark shadow fell upon me. My eyes opened in response, and immediately I felt an acidic mixture of morose and rage. The shadow standing over me belonged to none other than the dirty-blonde hair, spray-tanned, voluptuous figure of my ex-girlfriend Leena. She smirked with her hands on her hips wearing nothing but a very revealing red bikini.
“Like, where have you been hiding all day?” she said, her eyes narrowing with a coy smile playing on her lips. Immediately I felt a sense of revulsion, how could she stand casually and act like nothing was wrong? Leena rolled her eyes, then flopped down next to me. I didn’t want to

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