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Personal Narrative Essay : A Birthday Party

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A blue blow up pool with “INTEX” branded along its side jiggled with the weight of rambunctious six year olds attempting to create a whirlpool by running in circles inside its perimeter. The water rocked and sloshed over the plump lip of the pool, onto a beach towel and sandals that were resting on the ground, too close to the pool. My mom would never let me have a pool like that because she said someone would wander into our yard and drown in it. Living in the country, my cousins never had to worry about that.
On the patio, my uncle was firing up the grill to barbecue burgers and hotdogs. The smell of the charred coals wafted throughout the grassy yard as the other adults sat at a sun-baked, wooden picnic table, sipping on Bud Lights. The growing pile of cans sagged in a flimsy white garbage bag taped to the side of the table. I watched as my dad set down his beer and left a thumbprint in the beads of condensation on the can.
It was my cousin kayla’s sixth birthday party. Fortunately, it was a clear, sunny day, because the week leading up to it was filled with rainy and dark days. I had been looking forward to this party because I only saw my cousins every few months; they lived two and a half hours away. They still live in the same house, but now I only see them at odd family gatherings every couple of years. Although we all enjoyed playing together as children, as we got older, we lost interest in doing that. I considered them to be some of my best friends during the

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