Personal Narrative Analysis

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7th grade year had to be one of my favorite years. I honeslty didn't want it to end, but at the same time I Just couldn't wait for the last day of school. On the ast day of school there was a big carnival. The whole school would attend. I remember the day of the carnival finally arriving. I woke up that morning and quickly got dressed. I had my outfit picked out the night before. I couldn't risk being late trying to find something to wear. After getting dressed I woke my mom up, then ran and waited in the car. I was so excited. My mother stopped by Subway so I could grab a sandwhcih for lunch. A few minutes later I arrived to school. All my friends were waiting where we always wait for either other. Before we could go to the carnival we had

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