Personal Narrative: My Day At Vanderlyn Elementary School

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I was in Kindergarten, and this moment would scar me for the rest of my life. I had a friend at Vanderlyn Elementary school that I felt like could never be separated from me. He was my ride or die, my best friend forever, and the person I trusted with everything. However, it all changed when he decided to make the worst decision of his life. Although I don't remember his name I still remember his little afro and what he did to me almost a decade ago. Something I will never forget. We are going to call this awful excuse for a human being Gabe. I think it was a Wednesday, I have a feeling it was a Wednesday. It was a quiet cold fall Wednesday morning in Dunwoody, Georgia on the soft mulch of the Vanderlyn Kindergarten playground. Yes, the Kindergarten …show more content…

It was like a game of tag, but it was between two groups. For a matter of fact, the two groups hated each other. We wouldn’t talk to each other during the game and we would strategize with out “brothers” the whole lunch. It was a serious game and my blood, sweat, and tears were shed on that hard mulch of that fenced in playground. I kept searching for Gabe within our front lines, but I could never find him. I guessed that he had not shown up to school and I started my preparations for the war. Soon after that, it began with a kid from each team running at the other side trying to steal an object. I knew today that I wanted to be the one to capture the objective. I stepped out of our base ready to take action. Then all of a sudden, a hand tagged me on the bag hard enough to knock me off balance. Hitting the mulch hard I lost vision for a second. Once I regained my sight I gazed up at the wretched villain who had tagged me out. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Gabe was standing over me with a grin of pure hatred and evil. “Hey Anderson, your out. Go over to the Jail loser.” I had never been betrayed before and the new taste in my mouth wasn’t one I wanted to feel again. From that day forward, I could only trust the people I felt the closest to, and even then I could never truly trust someone 100% until years

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