Narrative Essay About Moving Out

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When I moved out of my parent’s house, I began to work as a waitress. On my days off from work my best friend, Luis, would pick me up and we would hang out for hours. We would go to his place and playing video games, watch movies, or just talk. On this particular day, he wanted to take me out to eat at his favorite barbeque place. I knew that I had to go home right after dinner, so I packed all my things and we headed out.
It was about five in the afternoon and the sun was setting beautifully. We were listening to our favorite music and having a conversation when all of a sudden we heard the sirens.
“Is that for us” I exclaimed nervously.
“Shit, I think that it is” he uttered.
Immediately, I felt a massive hole in my stomach. I had marijuana