Personal Narrative “ Whatever” I said my voice dripping with attitude. “ Excuse me” my mom said . I glared at her as if I was testing her. “ I Don’t know what’s been up with you lately,but I’ve had enough with it! I think you need to be sent away for awhile, so you can get yourself together.” She yelled. I just rolled my eye for the hundredth time and walked up the stairs. This is how my summer started off, my mom and I were always fighting but this time I went to far. This time I tested her to the point where I got sent away to California.
Once I got off that plane I knew I was going to have to learn to change my attitude real quick, because this town was small, and I was not going to stay here for a long time. I walked off that plane and
Once I got off that plane I knew I was going to have to learn to change my attitude real quick, because this town was small, and I was not going to stay here for a long time. I walked off that plane and