Personal Narrative: My Trip To Austin
The first tingling sensation in my chest arose on the long ride to Austin. My mind immediately jumped to the conclusion that I was having a heart attack, but the unusual feeling of uneasiness was insignificant. I did not recognize the pain of this foreign invader as dangerous; however, I maintained a conscientious state of awareness. I decided to focus on the melodious tunes of Brittany Spears blasting through the speakers. As I joined the chorus of tone-deaf students yodeling in dissonance, the intense discomfort seemed to fade into a distant memory and relaxation spread through my body. Overwhelmed with dreariness, I slipped into a hypnotic trance that only sleeping beauty would