Personal Narrative Essay: The Fight That Broke Me?
sandwich. Anyway, back to the story, before I was kicked out of my homecoming group I had been invited to Tori's surprise party. I had her gift all planned out and everything. However, when I realized that I would be in a room with girls that were all in my homecoming group and were all mad at me, I didn’t want to go even though she was my best friend. I had previously been invited to another surprise party that same day, for my neighbor Ashley, which was at the same time as Tori's. I thought it was the better idea to go to the other party instead.
"Hey Ashley," I happily said to my neighbor when I saw her walking her dogs on the warm, summer day. It was a Thursday, I didn’t have any plans for the day so I sat out on my porch swing enjoying the crisp smell of summer coming to an end. "Do you want to come over this Saturday?" I hopefully asked knowing I was the key piece of this surprise, I would keep Ashley busy for the day doing whatever I could to make sure she didn’t go home when they were still setting up.
"Of course I can! I just have to be back in time for dinner," Ashley replied with a smile growing on her face. "Wait, now that I think about it, my mom mentioned something about inviting you over for dinner. We're having ribs, potato salad, and the absolute BEST watermelon you’ve ever had! It's so juicy and delicious, you'd love it. We've had it for every birthday dinner."
"That sounds great! I'm sure I'm free to come." I answered knowing to go along with the…