Personal Narrative: Should I Go To Michigan

I am nine years old. It is a beautiful Sunday morning in the summer, and my family and I are on our way to church. As I am sitting in the car, my mom asks me if I would like to go to Michigan with my grandparents and cousin. If I went to Michigan, I would be able to see my cousins, whom I have not seen in ages. I want to go to Michigan so much, but if I go I wouldn’t be able to go to my youth camp. I don’t know what to do. Should I go to Michigan or youth camp? Over the next few weeks I contemplate over where I should go. Sometimes I want to go to youth camp because I want to see many of my friends who don’t live nearby. Other times I want to go to Michigan, so I can see my cousins. The day before my grandparents leave for Michigan is here, and I still need to decide if I actually want to go. Since this will be the first time my dad is the director of my camp, I want to go. I only have one more day to decide. I am very stressed out trying to figure out which one will be more fun. After many hours, days, and weeks thinking about which one is better, I finally decide that I want to go to Michigan. The rest of the day I get ready for my trip. I have my mom wash my clothes, then I pack and get a good night's sleep. …show more content…
It’s so much fun playing games, reading books, eating good food, and seeing beautiful places I’ve never seen before. We arrive in Michigan around ten, and it is dark. When we pull up to my cousins house, they are setting up their new basketball hoop. As I eye my cousin for the first time in what seemed like decades, I run out and give her an enormous hug. The week or so we spend in Michigan is the best trip of my life. Although I am a little disappointed that I was not able to be at my youth camp with my friends, my decision to go to Michigan was