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Percy Jackson And The Olympians Narrative Essay

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Eyes running line to line, anxious for what would happen next, I sat wide-eyed, my body glued to the edge of my seat, as I read a book from my favorite series, Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan. The book had me engrossed with the story of Percy and his best friends, dying a little inside every time I turned a page only to find out that my favorite fictional hero had not yet made it to safety. Just as I arrived at the most intense part, the part where the mastermind behind the great, inescapable Labyrinth would finally be revealed, my grandmother called for me downstairs.
“Haley!”
“What?” I called back down the stairs, very vexed that my grandmother could bother me at the absolute best part.
No answer.
I sprinted downstairs through the kitchen, almost knocking over every plant pot and vase on my way to my grandma. There I found her in the living room where she often spent her time watching the Game Show Network. “You called for me,” I replied with a bit of annoyance in my voice, “at the very best part of my book.” My grandmother seemed taken aback, not only because of my sassy remark, but by my lack of remembrance that I had my first day of seventh grade that morning at the ‘big school’.
After the ball started rolling with middle school I had homework in almost every class nightly; little did I know that it did not even come close to …show more content…

The crisp, new pages of my book soon became flimsy and dogeared on pages where I found something interesting and wished to come back to it later. Thoughts and questions poured out of my mind while reading. How could people live their lives and never wonder about the amazing organ in their body that controlled it all? How could people not awe at the mindblowing realizations that these books gave to their reader? Why are not more people interested in learning these awesome facts? I simply could not fathom

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