Personal Narrative On A Hurricane

Hi, I’m Lilly. I am ten years old. I live in New Orleans on 22nd Avenue. I heard that there’s a hurricane coming and it is called Hurricane Katrina. It is also a category five hurricane. Two days later mom, dad, Cleo, and Michael woke me up and the house was full of water. Dad told us to get on the roof. My best friend, Claire, lives next door to me. I saw her on the roof. I yelled her name and asked her if she’s okay and she said she was. I was very nervous. I could hear the wind blowing in my ear. It was so scary. I was very concerned about all of the neighborhood. After the hurricane I was depressed because of my house and my friend Claire’s house. After everything was cleaned up I was going back to school. Whenever I was getting off the bus I saw a stray puppy. It was very skinny and I felt very sorry for him. I also named him Donovan. I stuck him in my backpack and the backpack was a little bit open so he could breathe. After school I went to my new house and could hear him barking so I stopped and gave him a kiss. I am glad that God kept us safe. My mom and dad prayed every day that my grandparents would be safe. I called my grandparents to see if they were okay.
I got so excited! I am so glad that there is no other hurricane coming. When my grandparents got here I screamed. I had the best weekend ever. When they left Donovan started to whine and I started to speak to him and I said, ‘’Hi Donovan.’’ ‘’ Why do you look so sad?’’ And he started to bark at me. ‘’I love you,Donovan, I told him.’’ I went to go speak to Mom and Dad about Donovan being so sad. Mom said she didn’t know why he would be so sad. Maybe he misses his family. Donovan started to bark then because he saw his mom and dad. We called them into our house and his mom and dad seemed to really like it. They laid down on a blanket on the floor. We decided to keep them