Personal Narrative: Bunk Bed

One morning, approximately twelve years ago, my brother, my cousin and I were sitting around trying to figure out what to do. My brother Hunter, and my cousin DJ, started hitting each other with pillows. I was sitting on our multi-color bunk bed in our one window bed room thinking and trying to discussing ideas of something to do with the two non-devoted boys that were hitting each other instead of helping me find something to do. The room was lit by the sunlight coming in through the window. Our room as a bit messy so we threw everything under the bed so it wouldn’t be in the way. We sat and thought for a good ten minutes, then, I had a brilliant idea to jump off of the top bunk onto the mattresses on the floor. That was stupid, I hurt my knee when I missed the mattress and hit the dresser parallel to the bed. My knee was throbbing. Hunter wanted to make a fort out of the mattresses and the bed frame but it was too small. I called him stupid for even thinking it would work and he got upset. I felt bad for calling

This gave us plenty of room to bounce the mattress. Hunter, being the crazy kid he was decided to jump in front of the mattress as soon as we made it jump. When it hit him, he flew backwards and kicked the dresser a few feet away. This caused the tv to come hurling down to the floor. Now we have a big black tv in the middle of our little bouncing arena. It took all three of us to move it but we got it out of the way. But seeing the mattress throw him the way it did had me thinking. I thought it would be a good idea to put it in front of the window and make it bounce us in the air. DJ got on the mattress to try it out but the mattress threw him up against the window and he fell in between the mattress and the window. I thought he was hurt. I felt my heart racing like a dragster. But “BOO!” out from behind the mattress jumps DJ. “Let’s do it again” he says, and we all start