Personal Narrative: Life After World War I

World War 1 changed everything for me. After the war ended, I was walking around to see what damage has been done to our country. While I was walking around all I heard was kids and adults crying and screaming people someone in their family like their mom, dad, brother, or sister was killed in the war. A few hours have gone by and people started to clean up the mess that was made during the war. So then I realized that my dad was coming back from the war and I wonder if he was dead or if he was alive. Then all of a sudden I saw him coming well at least I thought that was him and I was so happy, well at least I thought that was my dad then I saw the man’s face and realized that was not my dad. Then I started to cry and the man stopped and asked me what was wrong and I told him then he said that he knew my dad and he thought that he was alive as well. Then after 1 hour of waiting and he never came then the man said to me that I could go with him until my dad came back if he is alive. Then when we go to his car we started to head to his house and on the way back to his house we hear a car horn. The man

Then we started to talk about the war and he told me the war was over he thought then he told me that he was worried that he was going to get hurt, but then I fell asleep and the next morning I woke up and me and my dad went on a walk to find him a new job and to see my mom’s grave because she died in world war 1 also and she was buried after she died. So while we walked we talked about him finding a new job and how hard it would be for every was coming back from the war and trying to find jobs. So then we stopped in my favorite ice cream place to get ice cream and there was a sign on the door that said help wanted so my dad decided to apply an application to get a job