It was February 22, 2015 an ordinary Sunday afternoon. I was sitting on my couch watching Netflix and complaining that I was starving and wanted In- n-Out. "Mom, can we get In-n-Out cause I am starving," I shouted. My mom told me to ask my dad and see if he will run out and buy the food. He said, "Yes" that he was will get the food but only if I got the people's orders of what they want. I continued to watch my show while yelling at the television for not enjoying what was happening. While doing that I was passing around my phone to get people's orders. Then suddenly I hear a loud "bang" while seeing it.
I saw the whole thing happen with the corner of my eye. From him stretching his arm all the way back to the big hit. My brother Lorenzo hit my mom accidentally on the back of her head with a plastic covered with foam Nerf sword. Those two seconds of quietness were unforgettable. All you could hear in the background was the television going on.
Lorenzo's eyes begin to grow and his eyes begin to get filled up with tears. My mom raises her voice and says, "What was that for?" Lorenzo covers his mouth and stutters. "I didn't mean too...I'm sorry! I didn't mean it" in a scared voice. My moms eyes begin getting filled up with tears from the hit of the sword and laughter. As we see her begin to laugh we all start to laugh because we knew Lorenzo did not mean to do it on purpose. Lorenzo jets into our playroom door and slams it shut crying. My mom looks at my dad seeing what just happened and he doesn't even have a clue but all he is doing is laughing. We all are laughing so hard that we are trying to catch our breath.
My mom goes into the room to try to comfort my brother by saying everything is okay. Lorenzo is trying to refuse her comfort by blowing this all out of portion. After about a minute or so he begins to calm himself down and finally gives me his In-n-Out order. Hopefully after this experience of my brother hitting my mom he has learned never to get caught up in a moment.
This is a personal narrative I wrote for my ELA 8 class this week. I wanted to write about because it was a serious manner that was handled by everybody in my house with laughter and tears. It takes place on a normal Sunday afternoon when my brother decides to hit my mom with a toy nerf sword, not realizing the consequences. Him not thinking before doing this can extremely reflect on your actions.