Personal Narrative: My Trip To Fresno

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I zip up my last bag and place it in the corner of my room then head over to my desk double checking that everything is packed. After I am sure that my bag is ready I fell flat onto my bed and close my eyes, I was so tired. The house had gone silent except for the faint sound of the T.V coming from my parents bedroom before it was interrupted by the chime of the door bell. My mother opened the door and her stressed face turned into a bright smile as she hugged her close friend who had come to see us off. “Today is the day” I thought to myself. The trip to Fresno seemed much longer this time, but after having a filling meal we finally arrive to the airport. It is a lot bigger than I had ever imagined it to be. Going through the whole check in process was quick and then came the time to say goodbye to our dad. This was the first time we have ever been apart from him for so long. It…show more content…
The morning sun beamed down on us and the sound of honking horns and screaming people filled our ears. We sat on the curb waiting for my uncles to come for us…we waited…and waited…and waited with no response from them. Just when we were about to give up and head back inside we heard a whistle and saw two men in the distance frantically waving their hands. Thank goodness it was my uncles. The traffic was insane and their were about a hundred cars going in all directions, but with the assistance of my uncles everyone and everything was loaded up successfully almost like we had rehearsed it. After getting out of the hectic traffic my uncle turned toward us and said “!Bienvenidos a México!” we all smiled and moments later I was fast asleep. I woke up to more honking horns as the car parked next to the curb as we exited the van and entered my aunts house where we set down our luggage and greeted everyone with big hugs. We did not stay too long because we wanted to make sure we said our hellos to everyone else before the end of the
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