Ira’s First Narrative
The sun dwindled between the closed curtains.The smell of s'mores filled the room, reminding me of yesterday when my sister and I melted marshmallows and made Rice Krispie Treats late at night, the perfect time to bake. It filled me with joy, especially since today was the last day I could enjoy time alone with my sister, Neha.
My alarm went off at exactly 6:50 as planned. I muttered a displeasing " Five more minutes!", before realizing summer was over. Neha and I were alone in the house and she was still asleep which meant I could do whatever I wanted. My sister and I had a long lasting reputation of destroying each other’s mornings. Good Times I thought. After today she would go to college, and prank calling would be out of the question, …show more content…
That was the only thing I was excited about. In private school, everyone lived in completely different places and I couldn’t have any playdates. But I would get to make new friends around the area that I would actually get to play with.
Later, my mom came home and we started out the door, walking to my new school with my sister, for the last time ever.
“You’re going to have so much fun!” my sister exclaimed.
“Yeah, I finally get to walk to classes.”
Halfway across the path, I thought about how independent I was going to be when I walked onto campus for the first time. But as I approached closer, I realised how much I wanted my sister to cross with me. Though I dragged her along the entire day, I wanted her to just come a step closer with me to the front of the campus. But once I reached the stairs she laughed.
“I’m not allowed to go there. This is your first day of school, not mine.”
“Yeah but I don’t even know where my first class is!”
She pushed me down the stair and pointed. There was only one direction I could go. I trusted my sister to know what I was doing but I didn’t trust myself. I just kept walking forward until I eventually reached the 6th grade
The sun dwindled between the closed curtains.The smell of s'mores filled the room, reminding me of yesterday when my sister and I melted marshmallows and made Rice Krispie Treats late at night, the perfect time to bake. It filled me with joy, especially since today was the last day I could enjoy time alone with my sister, Neha.
My alarm went off at exactly 6:50 as planned. I muttered a displeasing " Five more minutes!", before realizing summer was over. Neha and I were alone in the house and she was still asleep which meant I could do whatever I wanted. My sister and I had a long lasting reputation of destroying each other’s mornings. Good Times I thought. After today she would go to college, and prank calling would be out of the question, …show more content…
That was the only thing I was excited about. In private school, everyone lived in completely different places and I couldn’t have any playdates. But I would get to make new friends around the area that I would actually get to play with.
Later, my mom came home and we started out the door, walking to my new school with my sister, for the last time ever.
“You’re going to have so much fun!” my sister exclaimed.
“Yeah, I finally get to walk to classes.”
Halfway across the path, I thought about how independent I was going to be when I walked onto campus for the first time. But as I approached closer, I realised how much I wanted my sister to cross with me. Though I dragged her along the entire day, I wanted her to just come a step closer with me to the front of the campus. But once I reached the stairs she laughed.
“I’m not allowed to go there. This is your first day of school, not mine.”
“Yeah but I don’t even know where my first class is!”
She pushed me down the stair and pointed. There was only one direction I could go. I trusted my sister to know what I was doing but I didn’t trust myself. I just kept walking forward until I eventually reached the 6th grade