Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Disney World

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In Pre-K, I was getting seated onto the “big kid” slide, when an older kid, pushed me. I tumbled, and descended onto rocks. I had bit through the skin just under my lower lip, and punctured a hole. I was rushed to the ER, and my mother couldn’t dare to look at the horror. The horror of pain and fear crawling out of my face. The hospital wasn’t capable of bringing in enough doctors and nurses in to hold me down. My squirming was so unbearable that, my cut grew in size. Finally, they managed to stitch the hole twice and super glue the rest. Once I made it to the big leagues, or kindergarten, I was bound for another incident. It was that time again, and I was excited for winter. Especially, because the school i was going to, let us go sledding. …show more content…

In 2011, me and my family all went down to Orlando, Florida to visit Disney World. We had started off with Disney’s Blizzard Beach park.. I went down multiple slides and met new friends. I was incapable of going down the steep slide, because of my suspicion and well, the fact that i was afraid of it. I just went down many cool and colourful ones instead. After that park, we traveled to the Animal Kingdom. We journeyed through mysterious jungles and witnessed many herds of animals frolicking through the plains. Once our journey ended there, we somehow managed to stumble upon Epcot. We didn’t stay long, before we left for our hotel room. I quickly passed out on the four and a half star pull out bed. When the next day approached, I woke to an obnoxious alarm going off at six in the morning. That day started off with going to Disney’s Typhoon Lagoon Water Park. We stayed there the longest, because it was the best, so far. But all good things must come to an end. I had gotten food poisoning during Splash Mountain part two. I didn’t want to ruin the experience for my brother, but I could no longer walk. Long story short, I spent three days, in a hotel room, not eating, but sleeping for up to 23 hours a …show more content…

Whether it was bullies or teachers. I had realised my fears of standing up for myself and for my friends. I have done self harm, but it wasn’t cutting. Instead it was burning, because physical pain doesn’t last as long as my emotional and mental pain. If you have pointed it out, I probably lied and said it was an accidental doing. I have a problem where I think up make believe opinions, think on them for a really long time and then make myself believe it to be true. That’s why I have trust issues, and always have my mind working. I draw, write, and play games. SOme of the other things that I do to make me happier inside are my sticker collections, my stuffed animal collections, and my addiction to

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