A Narrative Essay On A Special Place

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In summer of 2005, my family and I had the privilege to take a trip to my mother’s hometown in Guanica, Puerto Rico; with much excitement, I ran into the plane as if someone was chasing me. I could hear my mom shouting “BE CAREFUL!” I knew she was worried that I would bump into someone, but at the time the only thing that ran through my mind was the excitement of being on a plane for the first time. At the time, I was only five years old, I was always filled with questions as to how it felt, but that summer I could finally ready to experience it. My smile wouldn’t go away as much as I tried and even though my family didn’t show it, I knew they were because it was our first time traveling as a family. I remember having a window seat, which …show more content…
It was very emotional for my mother since she hadn’t seen them in ten years. I didn’t really know them at all, all I knew was the story my mother would tell me about them, everything was new to me but that night as I met all my family members, we quickly began to build a beautiful relationship. I remembered seeing all the children outside running and playing in the street; which were all cracked and not leveled out. The house in front of my grandma’s house was an abandoned house but since my mom was friends with the owner, we were able to stay there for a few days when too many family members would want to stay at my grandma’s house. Looking back, it sounds creepy and weird, but at the time I found it so cool and exciting. I remember my mom would let me go outside me being only five, I felt so grown, hanging out with all the children of the block. It was just a really good experience well spent with a big family. We would all make plans to go to the beach, waterpark, going horseback riding, and having a pool party; there was not a family member left …show more content…
Walking through the street of Guanica was not the same, the streets were redone and new, my grandma’s house was no longer red and brown instead it was yellow and orange. Even though everything looks new and improved it was lonely. My grandma’s house was abandoned, along with many other houses in that street. I didn’t see any children running around in the streets. It was like being in Elizabeth, you would rarely see anyone outside. Everything was just so empty and lonely. My auntie Lucy would want to do much walking like before all she wanted to do was stay in her house and if she had to go out she would take her car everywhere. There were a lot more cars on the streets, everyone just looked so busy. The hardest heartbreaking thing for my family going back was known my grandma was no longer going to be there. My mom was broken to go back to such an empty house. Everything was just gone but I learn to hold on to the beautiful memories and not want to relive them but to create new

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