The Dead Body: A Fictional Narrative Essay

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Hmm…how to start, well I’m Lucy and my mom planned this vacation without telling anyone! I mean I have a life you know? She doesn’t think about anyone, she says it will be fun, but it really won’t be. She says she knows what’s in my best interest but she doesn’t, she should’ve asked me if I wanted to go, because I don’t. Although I wouldn’t have minded going somewhere for summer, but I had already planned thing like going to friends’ houses, shopping, and sitting around doing nothing. Even my dad didn’t want to go; he complained he was too busy. But moms mind was set, she told everyone to pack, we leave tomorrow. I didn’t even know where we were going just that I filled my suitcase with clothes and put in it the trunk of the car. I…show more content…
I set my suitcase down on the floor and walked over to the kitchen counter, the house was fancy for a cabin. “Lucy, go and pick what bedroom you want it doesn’t help to sit and sulk” yes sir I thought to myself. I walk up the spiral wooden staircase, I step into the hallway of the upstairs, and its carpeted flooring was soft under my feet like a silk blanket. Straight ahead of me was living room with a vintage couch, to the left was a master bedroom with the master bathroom, to the right was a hallway bathroom and a rather large room. The room had a queen sized bed, with a wooden dresser stuck in the corner with a closet that smelt like mothballs. The room was bright from the noon sun, the lake was bigger when I saw it through the window, and its glossy surface had no ripples. I tested the bed, soft but not foam, bouncy but not to springy, the covers were white as snow (thankfully) as well as soft and the pillows were nicely fluffed. My suitcase was still downstairs, but I wanted to stay upstairs, I groan as I ease my way off the bed. Halfway down the hallway I hear a crash, I ran down the stairs almost face planting onto the floor. I regained my balance and looked up “mom is everything okay?” “Oh yes, just a little accident unloading the dishes” she replied her voice shaking almost like the crash had frightened her. I offered to help clean up, but my mother shuck her head and told me to unpack my suitcase, I shrugged my
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