Thursday, November 3, 2011

Personal Narrative

Where are you Apooh?
                                    
           “Yes, finally leaving Atlantic City,” I said in excitement. I ferociously grabbed my clothes and shoved them in my empty suitcase along with all my other things that I had brought with me to keep me at least a little entertained. Soon, my suitcase that was once empty had been filled with an overflowing amount of clothes and toys. It had looked like an avalanche of clothes and toys and things had just fallen down and had just happen to tumbled into my suitcase. In other words I was a mess. I struggled to shut the suitcase but in time it shut. I was just hoping that the locks wouldn’t swing open and all my stuff would fall out. I was packed and ready to go. My mom had asked everybody if they had their stuff and we all answered yes knowing that we had everything but turns out I didn’t have all my stuff I forgot the one thing that was most precious to me. We all hurtled out of the hotel room and went to the elevator and I stood there what I had lost.
“Ding!” The elevator opened up to floor 1 where we had to check out of the hotel. My mom had told me to sit down in the waiting area so I walked over there and comfortably sat in a blue couch. As I was sitting in the waiting area with my brother we saw all the people coming in and out of the big hotel. I loved looking at the spinney door spin it was always so fascinating. I loved the whole concept of it. We waited and waited until finally we heard, “Dillon and Darell we have to leave now”, my mom said.                                                                                                          “Ok where coming don’t worry,” Dillon and I said enthusiastically. We went out threw the spinney door and crept closer to my car. It is a black sedan parked neatly in the parking area. We all entered into the tiny car. My dad put the silver key into the keyhole and turned it 90 degrees so the car would turn on.  Then he pulled out of the driveway. He spun around to the open road and waited till the roads were clear. When he saw that they were clear he drove off.                                           In the car I held my suitcase and I thought,”I’m tired I want to go to sleep now.” I opened my suitcase and things just fell out. I searched and searched for it but couldn’t find it. “Where’s Apooh?” I asked.                                                                                    “Apooh?” My mom said                                                                                                              “Yeah my brown bear where is he?” I said. My mom shrugged. That’s when I knew I had forgotten him at the hotel. He was what I slept with every night. He was always there when I was afraid. I brought him everywhere and now he’s gone. Tears formulated in my eyes I just couldn’t help it I cried and cried yelling, “Turn this car around!” Even though I knew we were too far away. I remember all the times I played with him and all the adventures we had. Now he’s gone and in time I learned to deal with that. I just wish I could go back to that time and get the bear. Today I still remember that day and now I never forget something at a hotel again.

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