Narrative Essay On Mean Girls

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“You tell her!” “No, she’ll kill me!” “She won’t be as frustrated with us if it comes from you,” Katie mumbled, “You’re her favorite.” Katie was right. I denied it at the time but I knew it was the truth even if my mom would never admit it. I was definitely her favorite. The events from 9:40 p.m. to 10:00 p.m. would forever change my sister and I. Sleep wasn’t coming easy for us; that happens often when two young girls share a room. Our parents had requested for us to fall asleep immediately; this was easier said than done. Katie and I positioned ourself on the new but now distressed bunkbeds. She soared up the ladder where her fairy bedding awaited her tiny 7 year old body. Our giggles increased by the second with every…show more content…
“Let’s go to mom and dad’s room. Their bed is way bigger than ours,” she whispered loudly with a smug look on her face. The moment our eyes met at a single glance meant we were in agreement. The plan was now in motion. We bolted on our tiptoes down the narrow hallway of the second floor to the new edition of the house. This included our parents big, bright, and beautifully brown with a hint of caramel colored bedroom that came with a matching full bathroom and a laundry room. Everything about the master bedroom was new from the carpet to the fancy pillows arranged evenly on the queen size bed. To our parents it was a masterpiece. To us, a five and seven year old, it was a band new playroom. We counted to three, her voice perfectly identical to mine. and scrambled to plummet into the elegant soft pillows as if they were plastic balls in a toy room ball pit. “Pillow fight!” The words naturally poured from my lips. Katie and I jumbled around choosing our weapons carefully. I opted for a smaller pillow to fit in my puny hands. It was shaped like a chubby wiener dog with fringes on both ends. Katie favored the larger, rectangular, more traditional one. Wham! Whack!

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