Personal Narrative: Water Showers

I used to go take a shower at night around 5 pm, it was this curfew I had. My parents put it in place because they were tired of me taking hour long baths. I would first step into the tub basked in an artificial white light, and turned on the water. For the first couple of minutes, I would let the water just run, because it took a while for the water to heat up. Once it did, however, I began to push down on the water stopper. The water stopped going down the drain and started to pile up on top of one another. I would wait until the water covered my feet, before going crazy and adding shampoos and body washes to the silver faucet. I found the faucet often had the best results in terms of producing thick amounts of foam.
When I was little, I despised taking baths. It always seemed to me to be so much work in order to get into the shower and out. That all changed, through a Disney movie, none other than “Dumbo.” Dumbo was an elephant with humongous ears who had been separated from his mom at an early stage. He eventually finds her of course, but that wasn’t …show more content…
Once it was filled to my liking, I hopped in. I obviously didn't have a trunk but I figured at the time, that it would be equivalent to the mouth. By that time, I had forgotten the fact that Dumbo had both a nose and a mouth, oops. So, what I ended up doing, was grabbing a bottle of Garnier Fructis, and started pouring it straight into my mouth. It was pink in tone, but disgusting in taste. I endured it and began coating my lips with the soapy substance, like one would with a bubble wand. I had the idea of using my mouth to form the bubbles, kind of hoping it would work like the bubble machines. It didn’t really work. I mean, it did, but it took me like 10 mins for each bubble. In the end, it wasn’t worth it, but this eventually led to the surfer, the carnival games, and dinner. Dumbo was the movie that started it