Narrative Essay About Family Reunions

I love parties. What’s not to love anyway? There are variety of foods to choose from, feel good music and I get to be in a new place for free. In addition, I get a chance to buy new clothes and shoes. There are a lot of perks when a party is just around the corner. It’s something I look forward to every time. But, there are some things that just don’t get in the cut of my “love parties” idea. There is one particular party that irritates me to the core. Let me introduce you to my greatest nightmare, family reunions. I do not hate my family, I do love them and I look forward every time we get together. But with extended family around, meaning my grandparent’s siblings’ family, things just don’t sit in my boat properly. There are no feud between us, or in any parts of the family that I know

They talk about how marriages break or how someone didn’t pass the board exam. It isn’t their business to tell such things to other family members; they are not the ones involved. Then there are those who love to brag around in a way you sometimes won’t realize it. They tend to be smooth talkers; they sway you to the topic where they wanted to go so they can tell you how good they are or their children are.

I call them silent killers. They seemed harmless but to observant eyes like mine, they are not. I know you should be proud of how accomplished your family member has been but please if you already said it once, do not repeat it over and over again. We get it, don’t you?

It’s sickening and most of the time I would just pray that there will be no reunions anytime soon or I shall have the proper mental and physical preparations. I’m not too fond of aunts telling me how tall I’ve become. I do not like being the center of attention. I wanted to be on the sidelines, eating and enjoying the music. I also hate videoke and drinking sessions, drunken men and their voices annoys me big