Personal Narrative: The Big Decision

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The Big Decision Hands shaking, I unbuckled my seatbelt and pushed open the bright green rental car door. I looked up and took in the Tuscan building that would house me for the three weeks at camp. I heard the sound of kids laughing, cars rumbling along the sloped pavement, and the movement of suitcases being scraped across the asphalt. Kids and parents alike rushed in and out of the dorm building, and I couldn’t help but feel like I made a huge mistake. From this camp I gained the courage and responsibility I would have to possess to face the cruel and unforgiving world. I got the crisp white letter in the mail with my name typed on the front of it in black bold letters. My dad gave it to me on a regular Thursday night after he ventured to our mailbox in …show more content…

I nod my head with excitement and confusion, feeling like I just won the lottery but also feeling like a lost puppy not knowing what to do. Weeks went by and one night I steeled my courage and walked up to my parents to tell them my decision. “I’ll do the camp,” I announced with the courage I had summoned to make my decision. My parents hugged me and told me they were proud of my decision. I nodded along with them, but all I could think and feel was that I had made a grave mistake. Weeks flew by faster than ever, with everything passing in a blur. I didn't think about it in those weeks, deciding that I would deal with it when it came. Suddenly it was July, the time my camp started, and I felt all uneasy and tense again. My mom, Grace (best friend), and I traveled in an airplane to Florida, where my camp was to be, and it felt too close. I didn’t want to go anymore. I had changed my mind. But I wasn't allowed to back out now, I had made my decision months ago and everything was paid for already. I would do it, but only because I was to afraid and to invested now to leave it all

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