Personal Narrative: The Necklace

The seemingly insignificant little box sat in my hands, staring me down, just waiting to reveal its contents (personification). I took a deep breath and sighed. With shaky fingers I slid a loop of ribbon off a corner and attempted to lift the lid, but I hadn’t noticed the two pieces of tape that tacked the top in place (alliteration). Slightly embarrassed, I immediately began to pick at the clear strips, knowing she was anticipating my reaction. After fumbling around for twenty minutes (hyperbole), I was finally able to peel back the tape and carefully open the box. Nestled inside along with some crinkled royal blue tissue paper was a necklace. A clock face made up the pendant, which was strung onto a long silver chain (adjective clause), and

“Yeah, blue and grey I think.” Out of the corner of my eye I caught her twisting her fingers around somewhat nervously. “So, what do you think? Do you want to be a bridesmaid?” I glanced up from the necklace. I had expected this, but at the same time it caught me a little off guard. “Of course!” I said, just as I was expected to. I really didn’t want to, but I would anyway. It was my brother’s wedding, after all. “I promise you won’t have to wear an ugly dress or anything! I’m so excited to finally have a sister-in-law,” Sam, my brother’s fiancée, squealed with excitement (appositive phrase). Grinning, I remembered the ten years that I had dreaded that exact moment (participial phrase). Sam and I didn’t get along very well at first. I’ve known her almost my entire life, since she and my older brother Nate started dating when I was quite young. I used to think she was overly confident and obnoxious. Sam was as loud and outgoing as a talk show host (simile). She loved talking about herself and her passions, but rarely showed interest in what anyone else had to say. She was a stage hog (metaphor); she didn’t like to share the spotlight. I thought she was bossy, too. Sam always knew what she wanted, and it never seemed like she let my brother make any of his own