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A Personal Narrative Story : Having A Baby Sister

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I will never forget the day my parents told me and my sister that we were having another baby. I was so excited because I always wanted a baby sister. I had an older sister but a lot of the time she didn't want to play with me. I knew that if I had a younger sister I would always have someone to play with. My parents didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl. We had to wait a couple of months for the baby to grow to find out if I was getting a baby sister. The day came when I would know for sure that I was getting a baby sister. My parents came home from the doctor’s office with big smiles on their faces. I couldn't contain my excitement and I just blurted out, “Is it a girl?” “It's a boy!” My mother shouted with joy. I then asked again, “Is it a girl?” “It's a boy sweetie”. I couldn't believe what my ears were hearing and I shouted, “But I wanted a baby sister!” I ran to my big comfy couch and buried my face into the pillow and cried. I cried for what seemed like forever. My dad finally came over to me. I was so thankful at that point because I felt like I could barely breathe. I sat there looking at him with wet, salty tears rolling down my cheeks. I was waiting for him to give me a whole lecture on how I should be happy. But instead he lovingly sat besides me and to,d me the words I will never forget. That's when my dad told me, “You know it is good that you are having a baby brother.” “But I wanted a baby sister!”

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