My Homecoming Week-Personal Narrative

Homecoming week, the week that everyone loves it 's what we call hobo week for fun, anyways homecoming week was new to me as a freshman i didn 't really know what it was about i was always walking around with the confusion in my mind on why the seniors look old and why we have rock stars with leather pants and make up walking around. I personally still don’t know how the seniors got the real old person smell of peppermints but it amazes me. So far the week has been good and fun i was on the freshman football team back then and we had just finished out practice for collinsville as i had earned my starting defensive end spot. All was going well for me i had a great girl which is now currently my worse enemy and i had a chance to prove to coach pettus that i belonged on varsity. Then all that praise and good feeling became

At the time be aware i still did not know i even had the ipod, it wasn 't until i got to the game where i was confronted by Brett Fisk he said to me in a very angry manner where the hell is my ipod, it wasn 't until then where my memory just shot out of nowhere. I felt fear, i could feel myself sweating and my mouth drying i was nervous and i panicked and said i gave it to Dr. Bass, because i knew if i said i had it he would want to fight me or something. As the game went on i could feel his eyes just glaring at me in anger i felt so scared that i had to leave the game early. As soon as i got home i dashed to my room slamming the door and locking it. Then i ran over to my pants on the bed to quickly pull the ipod out of my pants i couldn 't even keep a grip on it as my hands were sweating so much that it kept slipping. My heart felt like someone was literally banging at the door, when i got the ipod finally in my hand i hurried up and threw it on charge, the freshman had a game the next day so i knew i could give it back to him the next morning. That next morning I woke up around six in the morning just