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Personal narratives allow you to share your life with others and vicariously experience
the things that happen around you . . . write a story or account of an event that you experienced.
inside the house. Why were we sitting in the back of our sedan at three oclock in the morning?
Then my mother entered our garage, making her way down the wooden steps carefully, yet as
slow as a sloth. She held her oh, that was it! My mother was pregnant, and it was then I
realized that she was about to give birth.
Get your seatbelts on, said my father. It was easy to tell that he was anxious and
exhausted. He had barely slept during the night, finishing his work a mere three hours ago. His
eyes resembled a bloodhounds, sagging and tinted pink. We abruptly pulled out of the driveway
faster than we had ever done so before, and sped through our neighborhood and onto the main
roads. The ride to the hospital felt like eternity. With each hill or sharp turn, my mother would
let out a loud cry, frightening my sister to the point of sheer terror. After forty-five minutes of
moans and cries, my family arrived at the hospital, and we all entered one small and stuffy room.
As my eyes began to flutter with fatigue, nurses and other hospital staffers moved rocking chairs,
barren cots, and a load of worn-out blankets into the room for us to sleep on. I soon fell onto the
top of a cot, and stared directly at the pitch-black ceiling, wondering what was to come. The
following day, I had a new baby sister.