Narrative Essay On Disneyland
Every year since my eighth birthday, I would ask my parents if we could go to Disneyland. Usually, the answer was no. Yet, I still asked, hoping for a miracle. “We will go when your little sister is seven years old,” my papa said. The first time, I agreed. It would be no fun to see Disneyland alone, I thought to myself. Two years after my sister was born, my first little brother came into the world. “We will go to Disneyland when your little brother is seven years old,” Again, I agreed. I waited patiently year after year to go to Disneyland. By the time my second brother was born, another two years had passed and I was fed up. “Will I ever get to go to Disneyland?” I asked my papa. “Soon,” he replied. Then, the day came: my youngest brother was seven years old. Finally, I thought to myself, I would get to go to Disneyland!
As fate would have it, we didn’t take a trip to Disneyland that year. I vividly recall asking my mother why her belly was steadily growing. She told me she was well on her way to giving me another brother or sister. I didn’t know how to feel. It had been eight years since we had a baby in the family. How would having a newborn change our family dynamic? I was already old enough then to understand that a baby would cost us money-- and what about my …show more content…
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