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Marvin Gaye-Personal Narrative

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The next day as I come sprinting around the corner of the store, I see this guy covered in makeup. The first thought racing through my head is “it’s Michael Jackson” ,but then I think there’s no way! As I’m galloping home through the park I see this person singing “I want you.” It sounds exactly like Marvin Gaye, but why would he be in town? At last I get home and I’m walking in my house and I hear Fred Astaire’s voice! I think maybe I’m just going crazy so I just go inside. I set down the groceries that have been weighing me down for 5 blocks now. The doorbell rang as soon as I collapsed on my bed. I jump up and open the door and see nobody. I go and start making the dinner for the party. The house is filled with a mouthwatering smell. (Ding

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