Personal Narrative: The Blue Trailer

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The Blue Trailer Tromping up the wooden steps of our trailer, light blue paint chips off under my shoes. I swing open the front door and see the living room. Memories of family members sleeping over and birthday parties fill my mind. Carpet a light brown color, wallpaper that was at first white, but faded with age. The large TV takes up most of the room, along with the couch and leather chair. I turn left and see the dining table. At the end is a large, brown cabinet made for storing plates and other dining things. We never used it, but it made a nice decoration. The kitchen, a small area with a baby-proofed fridge (that I eventually found out how to open), the dishwasher and cabinets. The dishwasher was a magic dish cleaning machine to me when …show more content…
I closed it and pushed start, came back a couple minutes later and bubbles were all over the tiled floor. I walked away from the area, the memory fresh in my mind and go back into the living room. I got my battery powered Cinderella car for my birthday, and I was scared of it at first. I’d scream and hide behind my Mom’s legs. One day I decided to give it a try outside. You had to push this lever on the side of the steering wheel to set the speed. I started slow, but then went to medium. I remember thinking that my Dad was a wizard because when he took this thing off over it, there was the option of going faster. I’d ride it with my sister, who was just a toddler, until it was time to go to bed. I now walk into the hallway, I have memories of running down this hallway, thinking that is was a hallway that never ended. I turned to the right and It was my bedroom. A bunk bed was next to the wall, and a TV was on the opposite side. I remember getting a kite and wrapping it all around the bunk bed, tangling it. I remember opening the presents the day before Christmas and shoving everything under the bed. I remember staying up all night watching High School Musical and then my sister coming in with a bagel

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