Personal Narrative: My Day Essay
that it was hard. If you didn’t do your homework, you would be sent away. I really was uncomfortable with the change! Trying to ignore the nervousness, I shoved it aside it till August. Sadly, the day ends, and my mom arrived to pick me up before school ended. Saying my farewells, I call Ryan over. “Do yah remember our deal?” I ask.
“Yeah…yeah” he replies, “so who do you like then?”
“I’ll only tell you if you tell me,” I say back.
“I know,” he whispers, “and you gotta keep it a secret!”