Personal Narrative: My Childhood Adventure

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Ah! I see you have come to hear my story. Well, I warn you now; I am advanced in years and might forget some parts. My story is filled with adventure, new beginnings, and confusion. But enough! I will begin.

I was a girl of just 15, ready to explore the outside. I lived in an ancient city, named Baktrahkpi. This city was on a mysterious island, where many centuries ago, it was decided by the gods that each quarter moon the island would vanish and appear in a new spot, never quite the same one. One morning, on my 15th birthday I decided I wanted to go and explore, for I was now considered a woman. I knew the island like that back of my hand, but there was this other land in the distance that was miles away. I didn’t tell my parents where I wanted to go, so instead I knocked on my best friend’s door. His name was Sif. I had known him for my whole life. He was never like a brother though. He was always closer than that; more like a missing part of soul that was complete with him.

After saying good-bye to our parents, we got his boat and set off to the docks. I had never been past t...

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