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Personal Narrative: Memoir That Changed My Life
Memoir It’s not everyday when the sky was a dark black color and the clouds resembled those in Seattle. It wasn't an average bright sunny day in El Paso, And on this day i didn't realize it was going to change my whole perspective on life. On this beautiful Saturday evening i was hanging out with one of my friend named Fernando who i had never met before and had only met earlier this day . He pulled up in his two seater 2010 Crystler -that was black- as he came out of the car he was a five feet eleven inches with dark brown, hair medium skin color ,and dark eyes that reminded me of the night skies. He was a cold hearted person who would rarely let people in, but surprising in that moment he had glowed with radiance and positivity to meet …show more content…
It was about perspective and where we were. On a high altitude learning about life and learning about each other and how one person could dramatically influence you. On that March evening the beginning of Spring and that warm comfortable feeling will always have an affect on me. As we headed home we made one more stop at a taco truck in the middle of nowhere. Where they sold gorditas, tacos, and elotes. You could smell the elotes cooking a mile away in a bright red food truck that resembled a fire truck. As we got out of the car onto a dirt road we were satisfied. In our books we were finally living life to our fullest potential by just eating tacos late at night in the middle of nowhere. We had ate four delicious tacos then headed back home which would take another ten minutes. When we had arrived to my street we had let the song finish playing before i headed inside. The song was on the last seconds but we eager to make the night last as long as we could. Fernando walked me to my door and while walking me we saw a shooting star. I live in the middle of nowhere where i have no light pollution yet and where we could still visibly see the stars without having to turn off a light, but this shooting star was so vibrant and so beautifully blue we could have probably seen it no matter where

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