A Running Sunday :: Personal Narrative Writing

A Running sunlightAre you listening, Jaehee Hwang? A tall skinny lady walked towards me. This was the fifth clipping she had told me to hush up. Ill have to ask you to leave if you are not reverent. sister Jung always made me feel like a sinner. I knew she was right. She was the special teacher she was always right.As soon as she turned around, I began to giggle with Ji Young again, hee hee look at child Jung, she stands so like a shot like one of those British guards with big puffy hats and reddish uniform hee hee.Sister Jung swooshed around, placed her index finger on her lips, and looked straight at me. She had long, straight black hair, with extinct a single strand out of place. She wore an ironed white blouse and a knee length jean telephone with two rose imprints on it.I hated it when I knew I had to listen to her.After church, I raced my brother to the parking lot, and I jumped into the car. From a block away from our house, my dad turned his head to the backseat while two of his hands were on the steering wheel. Jaehee, are you listening?Just labor honey. no(prenominal) my mom turned her head and fixed her eyes on mine. How many times do we have to tell you? Listen to Sister Jung, she is a wonderful primary teacher and Youre the bishops daughter I know, Mom, I know I have to be good and blah, blah, blah.Jaehee Hwang Ugh Dont you ever take a shit sick of hearing your name?When my father reached the garage I said, No. I think it sounds beautiful. I gave my mom a big smiling and hopped out of the car. I rushed into the house. Ring Ring Ring I took three big leaps into the kitchen. Hello?Jaehee You have to come to my house I have a big surpriseOkay wait. Mooommm Can I pleaasee go to Ji Youngs house?If you promise to be reverent every Sunday.I promise.I dont want to hear any more troubles from you, small lady, so keep out of mess.I promise.Jaehee Im serious. Dont go wild.I rolled my eyes and raced out the door.I ran for two blocks until I reach ed Ji Youngs house. When I got to her front lawn, my eyes widen and I jumped up and down. I cant entrust it Ji Young was feeding seeds to a flock of chickens.