The New Guinea Pigs-Personal Narrative

Penelope and lulu are the names I picked out for the beautiful creatures I now am raising. They are now a part of my life and they mean everything to me. I get to live my life with a curious hamster and now two wild guinea pigs who scream like banshees when a bag crinkles. Just the thought of having them run around my room for a long time makes me smile in delight.

Were in the car driving to go pick up my new guinea pigs. But we have seemed to stop. are we here I shoot straight up and look around, cars fill the space and are close together. Traffic. We sat there and sat there for what seemed like forever until we all shifted a bit then we stopped again. People honked their horns in anger. I wanted to cry what if she was not there by the time we got there. Suddenly this burst of energy came from all the cars and they seemed to rush out of the tight space quickly. I squealed leaving all thoughts of crying behind we would be there in no time.

She’s here. I slammed the door without meaning to and ran to the smiling woman holding the small cardboard box.
“Which one did you say you
I smiled reached my hand into the box and gently pet each guinea pig for a long time. Their soft squeaks was like music to my ears. I was so happy. I watched them run around in the box, the sight swelling me with joy. I was swelling so much, I bet I couldn’t even get out of the car! I put my head on the corner of the box and closed my eyes daydreaming about Christmas and if I would get a present after all this,I’m sure i will I thought still smiling. I listened to the their soft purrs and squeaks all the way home. They would be my little pigs. I would love them and love them and make them happy. until I finally fell asleep. Remembering the first time I got my hamster felt just like getting my guinea pigs excitement and joy filled my body as though I would explode and confetti would burst from me. Just like now I was very