Personal Narrative: A View From The Bridge

As I slowly wake to the sounds of ocean waves and the smell of hot chocolate I reach and grab my phone. As I get out of bed and began to get ready I play my favorite songs singing loud and off key without a care in the world. As I walk down stairs the aroma of chocolate chip pancakes fills air. As I sit down to eat the taste dancing on my tongue, I can’t help but smile with glee. Once I finished eating I get in a cab that takes me to rehearsal for dancing with the stars. My partner Sasha Farber and I eminently begin working on our samba. We run through it so many times I feel like I can do it in my sleep. After checking my schedule a thought suddenly rushes through my mind “I’m late.” As I dash out the door I head state over to the palms for lunch. “Oh no, Eddie is going to think I didn’t want to meet him.” When I arrive at the restaurant my eye suddenly sees him sitting at a table looking

Im so excited to see my family and speed some time with them. Because of the show I never get to just hag out with them like I used to. I put on my suite and head to the beach. When I arrive they are already in the water. I run to the water and jump in. a huge wave come up, I dive under it. The water is cold but feels good, like a breeze on a summer’s day. We swim for a while talking and laughing, taking turns sharing stories about past experiences. We get out and lay on the shore. I get a little warm and go paddle boarding. I head out and around seal rock. The seals don’t come need me they star on their rock watching me. As im heading back a dolphin swims next to me. I’m able to get a quick picture. I paddle in, feeling the hot sand on my cold toes feels nice. I sit in my chair looking out at the horizon enjoying the view. We sit on beach for another hour or so, my cousin Maggie and I laughing and talking like old friends. I’m sad when I have to leave but I have to go to an important dinner with non-other than the sharks from shark