Personal Narrative: My Experience Of Vacation In Miami, Florida
“Sorry, Mom,” I yelled back. I had almost forgot that today was the day we were going to go sailing over the ocean. I ran to the bathroom, almost tripping over my smooth green and blue flip flops laying in the middle of the bedroom floor. My favorite red dress hanging over the chair, and my jean shorts I had worn the night before was laying on the top …show more content…
I found out in the previous days you can never have too much sunscreen when you are in Florida. I leaned on the bench and closed my eyes for what I thought was less than ten seconds. All of the sudden out of nowhere the whole boat shook! It felt like there was an earthquake. I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“Stay calm!” my Dad ordered.
My Mother and I went to the front of the boat to huddle together and stay close to one another for safty. “What is going on?” I asked my mom with the sound of panic in my voice.
She turned to me with the calm look she always had on her face and pushed my golden hair out of my face. She looked into my big blue eyes, the ones I had gotten from her, and replied with, “Everything is okay, don’t worry.” I was glad that my mom stayed calm in a situation like this. Around ten minutes later the same thing happened again! It felt like the boat was getting hit by a bomb, and I couldn’t control my panic. I ran to the back of the boat again to look over the side, and that’s when I saw