Personal Narrative-Somewhere In Mexico

Waving goodbye from the backseat of the car, as we pull out of my parent’s driveway. Looking out the window at the oddly, white shaped clouds. Thinking, I had never been away from my parents and my younger sister for so long, even though it was only for two weeks. I was excited and scared all at once, but I wasn’t too thrilled about the whole 29-hour drive there. Hoping that the trip would go well and nothing bad will happen to us.

We had been waiting for this trip for years. Every 5 years we go on a trip to someplace fun. When five years passed after our trip to disneyland we were all waiting to go on some other adventure. I had done this twice, but 2 things about our trip this year were special.

“Are you okay?” I ask her. She replies with a nodd. I knew something was not alright. By her body language. I ask her

“How are you feeling?” She asks. “Okay.” I answer with every bit of energy I have left.

On Saturday, we began to pack our bags. My parents dropped me off at Noah’s house, assuming I was going to spend the night there. When Daniel finally arrived, we all grabbed our belongings and began the walk to mansion, and what we never thought would be the most terrifying night.

Recognize Nieves? No? Okay, how about Zacatecas? Still not ringing a bell? Okay, okay, Mexico? Yeah, I knew you’d know that one. Nieves, Zacatecas is within the Mexico borders. A humble place where I was born. Several circumstances started evolving where I was raised. And just like any other parents, mine got concerned which later resulted of us relocating to a safer environment. A place where death would visit frequently wasn’t a good place for a 1 year old kid. A town where the word trust was unknown. Leading to my parents decision of following the american dream.

I've been abandoned all alone in a trailer park in Gallup, New Mexico. I just received a phone saying i was dead and my mom was in the hospital.

“I- i think i'm fine , it’s not that big of a deal “ i reply trying to sound as normal as possible .

During the summer my family and me went on vacation to mexico to see my grandma at her house it took us 2 days to get to her town is mexico when we got there is was 11 at night my uncle opened the garage door to let us in when we got off the car my grandma opened the door to let us in her house she gave everyone a hug the her and my mom started to cook food for everyone. After everyone got their suitcases out of the car and took them to there room my mom and dad slept in one room, my sister and her daughter slept in another room and my nephew and me slept in the living room. The next day my dad showed me around the town he grew up in where his other family members who lived there, and his aunt who owns a store on the corner of the street. When

My name is Francisco. I moved to America when I was just a little boy. I have lived in Cleveland for as long as I can remember. When I was old enough to live on my own, I bought an apartment right across the street from a vacant lot that the city seemed to use as a giant dumpster. I used to take walks every day. I would always walk by the lot and cringe at the awful smell.

They finally let me out of there now my quest is to find a place to sleep,

It all began the summer after my junior year at Gibson Southern High School. A few months prior to our two month break, my parents had ordered a “family meeting” to discuss the upcoming summer vacation. Our annual idea of relaxing and eating at the same restaurants had gotten quite repetitive and put itself in dire need of revival. After approximately two hours, seven minutes, and nineteen seconds of throwing suggestions around, we compromised on a trip to Cancun, Mexico. This vacation promised; a direct flight, an all-inclusive resort, and a seven day stay with humans in hopes of returning home in one piece. I had agonized the wait, but dreamed miraculously of the vibrant culture and subtle environment my family and I would soon be engulfed by. The anticipation had now reached a standstill and it was time to be comforted by my family, journey through a new adventure, and create a stronger bond with the people I love most.

They stopped at a huge two-story mansion set near the edge of a cliff. Tommy, who was still in his underwear, put on some pants as Saul hid his shotgun inside his coat, motioning to Don to do likewise. Finally, they exited the car and strolled up to the door. Nodding at two security officers blockading the door, Tommy showed them his credentials.

"I 'm fine. It 's just that…I 'm worried about Abby and Ellie." She finally confesses.

As my eyes lit up like the fourth of July, I stood with my feet stuck to the ground, and my nerves tingle with happiness because of how marvelous it was. I didn't know a Mexico resort could be so nice.