Personal Narrative: Bonnie Mary Alek Home

“Bonnie Mary Alek!” My Mother screamed from our backyard, “come this instinct!” Uh-oh, I’m in tremendous trouble I heard my middle and last name, but it's okay. I still didn't introduce myself to you guys. What poor manners, I have. Therefore, let's start with simple information. I am Bonnie Mary Alek, sixteen years old, now the only child in the Alek family, who used to have a brother named Aiden. I am older than him by two years. It all started when I was eight years of age. My uncle took him for a vacation and never sent him back.That's basically when my parents changed. They used to always be the wild party lover kind of parents but since that incident, they became more of a religious God bless us, type. Ever since my parents
"I know," Mom exclaimed in defeat, "now come help me rake the leaves." Ugh! So I ought to go do all the work, nothing new.
What mom? Bonnie's mother replied in a fierce voice while setting her hands on her hips -not great signs-, "Now listen, young lady, if you expect your dad and me to buy you a car you ought to not only have straight A's but also help clean the house inside and outside. You know when I was your age, I used to tidy up my par, Bonnie interrupted her mother saying,"used to tidy up my parent's house without getting anything in return." You tell me that sentence day and night. "And by tidy up my parents' whole house thing, do you mean the two bedroom house, a bathroom, and kitchen," Bonnie exclaimed in disbelief. Bonnie's mother held up the rake and started chasing Bonnie around the backyard. In defeat, her mother gasps and kneels on her knees. When Bonnie felt it was safe again, she returns to her mother and exclaims, "fine what do you need help with?" Her mother replies in a cheerful voice, "Why don't you help me rake the leaves?"
So mom why