Personal Narrative: The Dorm

The dorm was just how I pictured it. It was small, hot, and plain. My whole family had driven up to Uconn to help my brother, Nicholas, more into his new dorm. We were all sad, but happy for him. This room was going to be his home for the next four years.
As we brought all of his belongings inside, I remembered all of the memories he and I had with them. The Playstation 2 was our favorite. We would wake up early on the weekends and play for hours. Our favorite game was “Star Wars Battlefront” and “Greg Hastings’ tournament paintball Max’d”. I was better at Battlefront while he was better at Paintball. When we played Battlefront, we always chose to play for the rebels because we liked playing on the good guys team. The red fuzzy chair; I always sat in …show more content…
It was my favorite chair that we owned. His soccer bag and soccer ball. We always went shooting together and he helped me. He showed and taught me many of the tricks that I know today. He is my biggest influence and role model. The last thing, besides his clothes, was his snowboard. We have many memories from skiing together. We love to go in the trees and to go on hard trails. However, we won't be able to go skiing at Squaw Valley together. Last year was the first year that we went, but it was so fun. There was a hotel with a pool and hottub, and it was right at the bottom of the mountain. We woke up at 8:00 every morning and got first chair on the mountain. I’m going to miss him on our ski trips. We started to set up all of the furniture and it looked much nicer than I thought it was going to be. The bunk beds were on the left side of the room, with the two desks directly across from them. His roommate's name was Bohan Lee. He was a nice, quiet kid with black hair and glasses. He liked to make dubstep music on his laptop, as well as work on his schoolwork. He was from Beijing,