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Personal Narrative: My Way To Indianapolis

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I am going to write about something beautiful I had seen recently. It is a sunrise . When I had saw this sunset in the sky or where ever it is. When I first laded eyes on it I just couldn 't stop thinking about it. It was beautiful. Okay about the sunset I had saw...I was on the way to Indianapolis. I had woke up from sleeping and I saw it. I am glad that I had woke up then or else I would of not gotten to see it. We had left home about 5:00 a.m and it takes us about 3 hours to get there and about at 7:43 we had saw it. It was purple yellow orange and white it was beautiful. Of course like me I had to take a picture of it on my phone. It had all kinds of colors in it. I felt like I was in haven. I imagine that it would feel like snow

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