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Personal Narrative: Ariana

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The lights were low, and the music was high. We were all dancing. Suddenly my boyfriend James yells my name, “Ariana” in a panic. My other friends were also running around frantically. Everything was in slow motion as I see people dressed in all white rampaging the crowd. Then, it all goes black. It's a perfect june day in New York City. The temperature is 70 degrees with a cool summer breeze with small, white fluffy clouds scattering the sky. School had just gotten out and you can tell. Everywhere you could feel life radiating from the freedom of school. I meet my friends at the same park bench everyday in the summer. As I am approaching, I see Giovanna first. Her long sandy blonde hair sticks out in the sunlight, she is also the tallest friend out of our group. Next to her London with her healthy, brown shoulder length hair. This makes her porcelain skin and hazel eyes pop. Then there is Julianna, who sticks out in the crown with her strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes. Lastly, I see my two other friends Mariana and Valentina laughing per usual. Mariana has blonde hair in a fresh bob, (she is always the first to follow new trends …show more content…

James said that he would drive us, which made me feel better that I would not have to be walking around in the streets. My parents actually believed that we were staying at London's house so that made put me at ease. We had all had our new dresses on, which is normally not ,y style. This dress was beautiful but a bit less conservative for what I am used to. It was black and tight at the top and got loose as the dress went down. Another part of the dress is that it is above the knee, which would cause a riot in the Hills household. I have always admired the way these dresses are made; maybe one day I will get to make my own line of them. I was lost in thought until I felt someone tap my

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