Personal Narrative Essay: Tyrone Lamar

There once was a kid named Tyrone Lamar. He really likes to play airsoft, even though he gets really angry when he gets shot. Tyrone is in 8th grade. He really likes chicken nuggets and french fries from McDonald’s. Tyrone and his friends were talking one day about going to the local airsoft field in the woods. “Sure! It is perfect weather for airsoft today,” Tyrone said. “Let’s go right after school,” his friend Jack said. Sure enough, as soon as Tyrone got out of school, he went home, changed into his airsoft equipment, which includes camo pants, a pair of safety goggles, and a helmet, and went to the airsoft field. He let everyone know that he was there by texting them. It turned out that there was nobody there yet and everyone was going to be there in a little bit. Tyrone went into the woods and walked to the airsoft place. When he got there, he went to the table and put his stuff down and unpacked it while
The game was now over. He had a huge smile on the way back to the little staging area. Nothing could have made him mad or upset or anything bad then. He took off his helmet and goggles and took a little break. When everyone was ready, they started the next game. “After I saw how good you did last round, i will let you use my gun again this round.” Jack told him. “Okay! Thanks Jack.” The round started. Tyrone and Jack stayed close to each other that round. They decided to flank the opposite side then they had last time. This plan had worked out very good. They had took over the tower and therefore had the higher ground. They noticed that all of the players had gone to the opposite side to cover there. Tyrone and Jack decided to slowly move up behind them. They got super close to the enemy by now. “Bang! Bang!” Tyrone said to one of the enemies because the minimum engagement is ten feet. “Hit!” Jack had said. Tyrone was now all alone. He managed to kill all of the enemies without getting