Personal Narrative: My Trip To Pennsylvania

My family and I went on a trip to Pennsylvania, Florida for my little cousin birthday. My heart was rushing and my face was lit up from the excitement that filled the room. I asked my mom can I bring two of my friends Patrick and Camarius, she said yes and all thirty two pearls lined up across my face. It was my first time traveling with my family and my last time. I never want to witness anything like the trip to Florida with my family ever again. As we drove up, I sat in the hard back seat with my legs twisted to the side while they polluted the air with the nasty smell of nicotine. We drove up in two trucks which we separated thirteen people into. Trying to ignore and avoid conversation with the ones around me, I put in my ear plugs and slid my sunglasses on my
I asked “what are ya’ll running and changing your t-shirts for” they said in a nervous manner “police and security guards are looking for your cousins that ordered food inside the restaurant ”. I started walking towards the parking lot, it was dark and had no street lights. My friends followed me as we tried to stay as far away as we could from my family and ease our way back to the car. I look down the street and seen bright red and blue lights flashing with all of my family standing there and lots of people standing around them. They ordered $108 worth of food and my mom and aunt had to pay for it just so they could come back home. They got in trouble for stealing food, I was in the back seat ducking and dodging the eyes of the nosy people as we drove by to leave the beach. We left the hotel room the next morning and had to eat greasy and room temperature Church’s Chicken. I was just thankful that they let us eat after last night. After that trip to Florida I swore to never go on another family trip