Personal Narrative Essay : The Personal Effects Of Homework

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There I was, just minding my own business; playing video games when suddenly, my parents, Lea Ann and Monte, told me that I had to do my homework. By the way, have I mentioned that I hate doing homework? I'd rather just play video games; however, they ruined my fun; and I found that annoying. This happened a long time ago, when I was just 6 years old. Everyone was home, including: my nurse, Julie; my favorite mom; my favorite sister, McKenzie; and my favorite dad, Monte.

My heart pounded as soon as I saw the homework on my mother's table. In my mind, I also. heard my parents telling me "Brandon, you have got a lot of homework to do today." My parents saw that I was sitting on the couch, which was soft, warm, and inviting; compared to the hard, straight-back chair in which I'd have to sit to do my homework. In my brain, I thought to myself "Oh, boy! This is going to be difficult." In my eyes, I then saw my agents getting angry with me when I was being lazy and not doing my homework, but they said, "Brandon, if you don't do your homework right now, then, you'll be grounded.

The supporting evidence that supporte that I'd h Ave to get grounded if I didn't do my homework was that my parents were very stern-looking at me. Another thing that my parents did when I wasn't doing my homework had whipped me hard on my bottom. Evidence that supported this was that if my parents either saw me not doing my homework or getting it wrong, they bent me over their backs and whipped

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