How To Write A Personal Narrative Essay

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On February 11th, 2001 at 2:22am , I was born at Home Hospital in Lafayette three days early. I was 7lbs and 20in. My mom wanted to name me Rose Lee Perrine, but my father wanted to name me Sarah Lee Perrine. My aunt then gave them the idea of Audrie because she loves Audrey Hepburn, and my parents loved it too. When we got home to my parents apartment, I got my first stuffed animal that was a Beaver named Chewy. When I was five my parents got married at the courthouse when my mom was pregnant with my brother, Charlie, on August 18th. Charlie was then born 2006 September 15th at the same hospital. After Charlie was born, our family of four decided to move to Florida. We lived a couple houses down from my dad’s adoptive mom, Sherry. Other than a couple of cousins, my …show more content…

Although I am really close to my mom's side of the family. We moved back to Indiana after two years because my mom hated the heat and we missed my mom’s side of the family. Since we have came back to Indiana we have lived in three houses. We now live in Brookston, Indiana, and this year would be our 4th year living there. Since we have moved back we also got two cats and one dog. One recent family tradition we started on my dad’s birthday was when we forgot to buy birthday candles, so we used a candle my mom just bought. We all thought it was hilarious, and because we all love candles, instead of buying birthday candles for each other we get each other actual candles. All of us have family roles. For example, My dad is like a rock because he supports all of us emotionally and financially. While I feel I am the comforter and the advisor of the family because I’m always the one to comfort people when they are down, and I give them advice. My chores of the house are doing dishes, watching Charlie when parents

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