Personal Narrative Essay: Storm On A Boat

Storm on a Boat Over the summer I would go on my mom’s friends boat every Sunday. Our families are very close, and I usually see them at least once a week if not more. I babysat their son named Matthew quite frequently over the summer. I think of his as my little brother because I see him so often and we do so much together. My brother Dylan and I both call my mom’s friend aunt Ashley and her husband uncle Ryan. We all do so much together and it’s something new every time. I always look forward to the next crazy fun adventure that I will have with them. It was just a normal Sunday in the middle of the summer the sky was clear, and the water was smooth. I helped to unhitch the boat and get it in the water. Once it was in the water we set off traveling to one of the lowest spots in the water. When we got there, we dropped anchor and got out. I spent the day watching Matthew and some of his friends since my brother wasn’t with my mom and I this weekend. We spent hours just playing games that they had made up such as walk the plank, how many can fit on the raft, don’t rock the paddle board, etc. Lunch came around and we all went back to our boats to get some food the sky was still clear but the, but the water wasn’t flat because a breeze was starting to build. As Matthew and I started eating he noticed some seagulls in the distance and decided that he would feed them. The seagulls started coming towards us once they saw the food hitting the water. Within a matter of minutes,