Personal Narrative: A Short Story Essay: The Father's Day

Danny, Mason, and Joy rand got up at nine in the morning. Danny, the only child, woke staring out his large bedroom window when his mom, Joy, walked in his room. Danny looked up at her with a smile stretched across his face.

"Danny, better get your bags ready," Joy said, "our trip is starting today." Danny jumped up, without saying a word, and snatched his blue and yellow suitcase, hastily packing his clothes. His mom walked out and into Mason's room. "Mason, get up and get ready. Your son's already getting packed."

"Oh yea, the trip is today. That is why I'm already dressed," Mason said, "Hand me my suitcase please." Joy gave Mason his suitcase, which he started packing, and moved on to get her suitcase packed.

Just moments later, both
"Yes, I can drive all of you where you live if you live close or even in Florida. I'm heading there today for a vacation," the man said. As soon as he said Florida, a smile lit up their faces. Danny, however, did not smile.

"What about the pilot in the plane? Is he okay?" Danny asked.

"Danny, there was no pilot. The plane, as they told me, was a self flying plane, so there wasn't a pilot," Mason said. A smile atlas lit up Danny's face.

"We need to go if we are going to go to Florida. Cmon, get in my car," the man said. Joy, Danny, and Mason got in the car and remained silent as the man crunk up his car and drove away. The whole trip was silent of voices, but the tinks of the rain hitting the car was the only thing to hear.

As they arrived at the airport in Florida, a call ringed Joy's phone.

"Hello, this is the Florida airport, are you all okay?" the person asked.

"Yes we are. We are pulling up to the airport now," Joy said. They pulled up to the lot where their car was. Flight personnel rushed out and to them.

"I heard the families okay, but do you all want to leave without any examining if you all have any internal harm done?" they