Personal Narrative: My Crummy My Day
If I had known how crummy my day would have been, I would have stayed in bed. But I was oblivious to the horrors the day held. I lived in a world with magic, where I had powers, but my aunts kept drilling it in that I had to use them for “good deeds.” Which, obliviously excluded my own needs. For example, one day in kindergarten when Kelsey “accidentally” spilled juice on me, it was wrong to make her slip and fall into mud during recess, which ended me in getting a scolding of a Clarissa-why-did-you-make-her-fall-do-not-abuse-your-powers lecture.
Of course as I grew older so did my powers, causing an increase lectures. So I was never really sure about things one hundred percent- except one thing; my parents. Louise and Russell Mayback. They …show more content…
At least one thing I was trusted with was appearing and disappearing- at least in my own house. My forehead scrunched up in concentration. As then I was whizzing through the air for half a second. It’s the greatest feeling, like gravity no longer rules your life, and you’re free. Like a bird.
“Gah!” Izzie screamed, “Don’t do that! Okay, you’re going to be late, so just skip breakfast and get into the car.”
“Fine. And today’s the museum field trip so don't pick me up, I’ll just grab a ride with Ellie.”
“What could possibly be more exciting than a room filled with stupid dusty old things that haven’t been used in, like, a thousand years? Try anything!” Ellie said.
“Umm… yeah- super duper boring! I totally wish I was somewhere else!” I lied. I really loved artifacts. It was just in my blood since both of my parents were archeologists, at least before the fever struck and killed hundreds of people, including my parents.
My teacher, Mr. Elzer, was droning on and on about the paintings in front of us, so I decide to slip away. I find myself in a room full of jewels and gold figures. I tend to find the boring stuff. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a man in black jumps out and pounces on me. My head slams into the glass casing- hard. He’s got me cornered, but I finally get a good look at him. He has black hair and weird green eyes- my weird green
Of course as I grew older so did my powers, causing an increase lectures. So I was never really sure about things one hundred percent- except one thing; my parents. Louise and Russell Mayback. They …show more content…
At least one thing I was trusted with was appearing and disappearing- at least in my own house. My forehead scrunched up in concentration. As then I was whizzing through the air for half a second. It’s the greatest feeling, like gravity no longer rules your life, and you’re free. Like a bird.
“Gah!” Izzie screamed, “Don’t do that! Okay, you’re going to be late, so just skip breakfast and get into the car.”
“Fine. And today’s the museum field trip so don't pick me up, I’ll just grab a ride with Ellie.”
“What could possibly be more exciting than a room filled with stupid dusty old things that haven’t been used in, like, a thousand years? Try anything!” Ellie said.
“Umm… yeah- super duper boring! I totally wish I was somewhere else!” I lied. I really loved artifacts. It was just in my blood since both of my parents were archeologists, at least before the fever struck and killed hundreds of people, including my parents.
My teacher, Mr. Elzer, was droning on and on about the paintings in front of us, so I decide to slip away. I find myself in a room full of jewels and gold figures. I tend to find the boring stuff. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a man in black jumps out and pounces on me. My head slams into the glass casing- hard. He’s got me cornered, but I finally get a good look at him. He has black hair and weird green eyes- my weird green