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Personal Narrative: Getting Together To Talk

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There we were, we had gone to Lake Bemidji State Park to talk and get to know one another better, it wasn’t the first time we had gotten together to talk. A few days before we had had a mini fight where I was nervous because I honestly hadn’t trusted you. But I had decided to get to know you better.

We had found a bench on less traveled path, not because we were hiding, just didn’t want to be disturbed. The summer heat was still present even though it was nearing September, though sitting in the shade it could get slightly chilly, along with a constant swarm of mosquitoes to keep us company. Sitting on that cool hard bench I thought, man I really hope this wasn’t a mistake, I could be doing something else.

It was on that bench though we

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