Personal Narrative: My Life In Jail

It started when I was in 5th grade. I went with my cousins and went to the border fest, we did have so much fun, when got back from the border fest I did not see my dad at home, the next day I ask my brother and they told me that they were arguing last night, so In my mind I was thinking my dad went to another place but then I knew he was in jail because my mom call the police. It did hurt a lot not having my dad on my side, I did really miss him so much it was his fault, My special day when he got out of jail, my dad will always send me letters, and he was behaving more good so he got out. Mom told me he got out, so I went to see him at my ant house, I was so nervous I didn’t know how to react, when I saw him I have change a lot, he was
When my dad was in jail I didn’t care what I did I just wanted my dad on my side that’s why when my dad got out I was so excited and I didn’t know what to do or tell him, I was so confused. I just wanted to talk about life whit him, but I didn’t know how.
That was my special day because I just wanted to see my dad and have a little of time with him, and talk about all I did when he wasn’t with us, I just wanted him back at home, my brother and I will like to have my dad again in my house, we did miss him a lot, and he will always be there when I need him, but without him I don’t know what to do in life. He will show me how to behave, how to respect people. My dad and I would used to have a lot of fun together, we would laugh together, and he was always there for me no matter what would happen. We would always go to the movies and the park to play soccer, I will always invite my friends to come and play with my dad and