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Personal Narrative: A Wonderful Day

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A Wonderful Day

“Me and my sister, Cortlin, were at home. Watching T.V. as we usually did. We went outside and played on our scooters but we got bored easily. We were always doing the same things. We decided to go to the woods we got our sweaters and our water and headed out. When we got to the woods we stood in amazement and felt the pine wood tree’s. They were coarse in touch but smelled like heaven. As we kept walking we smelt the pine through the whole forest. We came to a well full of leafs. From what we saw there hasn’t been water there for quite a while. We kept walking till we came to a white circle of mushrooms. We both stood in it and then there was a blinding flash of light then everything went black.

I woke up to morning. How was this it was noon. Did we sleep a whole day. Than I told Cortlin to wake up. She was awake but in a trance. Than I saw A humongous cotton candy tree. We were very scared of where we were so we just walked forward till we got to a bridge with eight more kids on the other side. So as we crossed there was a King who just appeared. He looked a lot like santa but not covered in candy.He said in a jolly voice,” Hello children my name is King Candy and I am the ruler of Candy land.” I said,” Did he just say Candy Land like the board game?” He must of heard me because he said yes. He told us how …show more content…

was on where we left it and the time was from when we left. So we just had our random days after that but that day was extraordinary that taught me and grandma Cortlin that life is full of wonders.” “It’s time for bed now kids off to bed” As they got to bed and as I was falling asleep I thought to myself that the kids will always remember how cool I was and hopefully they’ll have a magical day that they they will always remember like me and my sis did that wonderful

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