Chicago-Personal Narrative
On a humid summer day in Chicago, my family and I decided to take a long journey to visit my distant family/friend in the Upper East Side of Chicago. Although, the car ride seemed peaceful and smooth, little did I know this was a journey to the most horrific town I’ve ever seen.
Furthermore, three long hours rolled by, my dad finally made the last turn into the town where this relative lived. It seemed as soon as we turned, the clouds began to turn gray and dull. While driving down the streets which oddly had neither street numbers nor name, we were stopped by a strange brown-skinned. Her hair was like a tornado seemed destructed through as it was sticking up in all different directions. She wore a shaky red and blue oversized flannel shirt
Furthermore, three long hours rolled by, my dad finally made the last turn into the town where this relative lived. It seemed as soon as we turned, the clouds began to turn gray and dull. While driving down the streets which oddly had neither street numbers nor name, we were stopped by a strange brown-skinned. Her hair was like a tornado seemed destructed through as it was sticking up in all different directions. She wore a shaky red and blue oversized flannel shirt