Personal Narrative: The Bingo Game

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“Cash Price Katy is my name and bingo is my game. This game is just about to end, with just one more number to call and the moment of truth to come nearer. Let's see who is the lucky one to win that cruise trip”, announced the host of the bingo game.
My hands trembled violently like an earthquake had just struck and my heart kept beating faster and faster eager to know if the winner would be me. I had waited eighteen long years to finally be old enough and now that I am finally the right age, I don’t want to lose what I have waited for so long. Since my childhood, everyone has been saying that I was unlucky and wherever I would be destiny would never be on my side. I never believed in such things and always told them that even though only
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Finally it was the third day. Returning day. The day started out great as I woke up and got ready and headed out to breakfast. Then the day’s fun started and life began to seem better. As evening approached and the restless wind blew, I decided to go up all the way to the top deck and take a walk. This would of been a perfect plan, if only it was sunny and there were people around. As I stood near the railing gazing out into the beautiful ocean, a strong gust of wind blew, knocking down some chairs. Then more came. I was about to leave when a wind of great strength blew and caused my scarf to blow away. Chasing after it I ran all the way to the side of the boat an almost caught it when the ship started shaking with great force and I fell to the other side of the railing. Grasping the railing with all my strength I tried to get back on the ship. Suddenly my whole world blacked out and I went into what felt like a long …show more content…
Finding some fallen logs and leaves, I built myself a hut-like house and decided to take a nap. That night my sleep was restless. Dreams of my childhood came to me and showed how others would tease me, how I would sit in the corner and cry, and how soon my mother would come and take me home, while kids laughed. I woke up abruptly and sat on the rock. Tears poured out of eyes like rain from a stormy sky. I tried to stop them, but my heart wouldn't allow. I knew crying wouldn’t do any good and decided to take a walk, hoping to calm my mind from the miserable

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