Personal Narrative Essay: The Scarcity Of Mother In Life

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I knew I didn 't have mother but little mind always felt the scarcity of mother love. I kept on watching my nephew and ices while my sister- in law wrapped them around by her arms, changed their clothes and make them laugh. I was bit older than them and used to be away from them looking and gazing on them and feeling the love of mother. My clothiers were ragged on the right arms. I used to change myself. I hardly remember my age I should be the age of seven years.

One days I felt so cold on my naked arms while gaping away with the cattle in the jungle. My great sister was only two years older than me. She was my close friend to tell if I wished to share my feeling. I told her I was so cold on my bear half because the clothe was reared on that part. She said to ask our great sister in law to fix that. I kept in my and waiting to the moment to ask her to fix my clothes so I would feel little warmer. …show more content…

The cold weather were challenging everyone and letting everyone to be inside as sooner as possible. We all gathered around the oven and enjoyed the heat of flame from firewoods. I didn 't remember when I went to sleep but I found myself in the beautiful fantasy. My I was very happy with my mother as she was looking pretty with long hair. She had bought a beautiful clothes for me and asking to change my clothes. I became very happy for getting new clothes but she wanted to give me bath before wearing the new clothes. She changed my old clothes pouring the water over my body. It was freezing and I shrugged with that cold but I found myself in the cold bed with a thin blanket with my

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