Personal Narrative: My Life In San Francisco
The Scorching sun beamed on my back and neck as we tiredly walked up the sloped concrete. I knew it was going to be a long time before we found the car, and once we did find it, that we were going to be exhausted.
My family and I woke up at 7:00 am and began to get ready to go back from San Francisco. Although we stayed in San Francisco for three days, i felt like we didn't have time to do everything we wanted. Almost as if the day went by faster than usual. I guess it's true that time does fly when you're having fun. We packed our back and started to load them into the car we had to get moving now because we had a long drive ahead of us. 20 minutes later we began to drive, of course before we can start our trip back we had to get breakfast. We stopped at IHOP to eat, but had to wait a very …show more content…
After we left something strange had happened. It seemed as if everything has changed. We started to walk around looking for the car trying to retrace our steps, but after 15 minutes of looking we had no luck of finding it. Our legs were tired and our backs were burning up from the scorching heat of the sun. I felt like i was going to pass out. “Maybe it's over in this lot” my day said in a light, tired voice. “Ya i think so too” my sister agreed. But it was nowhere to be found in that area. “Can we stop to get a drink? there’s a gas station across the street.” I said. Everyone agreed that we needed a drink to cool off. Slowly, but surely we made it to the gas station and grabbed a drink. The fresh, cold Pepsi was refreshing and made it easier to look while not being thirsty. The steep concrete continued going up and so did we. For the last time hoping to hear a noise we clicked the alarm to the car. It was silent and the only noise we heard was the alarm going off. We finally found the car, and everyone had a. Look of relief and joy that there was no more walking to be
My family and I woke up at 7:00 am and began to get ready to go back from San Francisco. Although we stayed in San Francisco for three days, i felt like we didn't have time to do everything we wanted. Almost as if the day went by faster than usual. I guess it's true that time does fly when you're having fun. We packed our back and started to load them into the car we had to get moving now because we had a long drive ahead of us. 20 minutes later we began to drive, of course before we can start our trip back we had to get breakfast. We stopped at IHOP to eat, but had to wait a very …show more content…
After we left something strange had happened. It seemed as if everything has changed. We started to walk around looking for the car trying to retrace our steps, but after 15 minutes of looking we had no luck of finding it. Our legs were tired and our backs were burning up from the scorching heat of the sun. I felt like i was going to pass out. “Maybe it's over in this lot” my day said in a light, tired voice. “Ya i think so too” my sister agreed. But it was nowhere to be found in that area. “Can we stop to get a drink? there’s a gas station across the street.” I said. Everyone agreed that we needed a drink to cool off. Slowly, but surely we made it to the gas station and grabbed a drink. The fresh, cold Pepsi was refreshing and made it easier to look while not being thirsty. The steep concrete continued going up and so did we. For the last time hoping to hear a noise we clicked the alarm to the car. It was silent and the only noise we heard was the alarm going off. We finally found the car, and everyone had a. Look of relief and joy that there was no more walking to be