Narrative Essay Over Summer Vacation
Over summer vacation, I was faced with the decision of making one friend happy while knowing it would hurt the other.
About three months ago, in the middle of August, my family and I were sitting around the table enjoying that night's dinner. We were talking about everyone's day and what plans we all had for that evening. As our conversation continued, the topic of vacation came up. My family planned to go to Virginia Beach for a few days, and we were leaving that upcoming Friday. Considering we only had a week until we left, we all started talking about what we had to pack, and who was sitting where in the car. As I thought about it, I realized that my car had seven seats in it, and we were only taking six people. Jokingly, I mentioned how I should be allowed to bring a friend with me so it's more enjoyable for myself. My parents quickly shot that idea down explaining how they only bought one hotel room, and the vacation was meant to spend quality time with the family all together. I told them how I was just joking and we continued on with our dinner.
Later that evening, my parents called the hotel to make sure our room was still available and nothing was wrong. They were on the phone for about an hour. I was really confused, so I asked them what was going on once my mom was off the phone. She had told me that the room they had originally bought couldn't hold anymore than five people, so she had to go to a different hotel and buy two new rooms that way we were…