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Personal Narrative: A Changing Place In Los Angeles

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World War 2 was changing everything the people knew and loved. The world had changed and no one knew what to do next. Many places were affected, one of those places was Los Angeles except it was changed for the better. It was an ordinary day in Los Angeles, California. The birds chirped and the flowers bloomed. People went from living in the streets to millionaires. Such was the story of Rosie Merryweather, a little girl that gained all she desired but lost what she needed. Her father was just a poor man that lived on the streets begging for help, but then one day he was given a chance to make better of himself. He went to help the war and came back a wealthy man. “Ew don’t touch me booger bag this dress is made of one hundred percent pure silk, I don’t need your grubby hands messing it up. You . . . yes you come here and take my backpack inside and maybe …show more content…

After much yelling they finally got the right things up and I began to call daddy. Together we waited for the arrival of my guests to come and with them the many gifts the have to bring. We waited and waited but after half an hour my dad left to go work on stuff. It was 2 hours after the party was meant to start and no one had come, I could feel my lip start to quiver as a few tears ran down my cheeks and fell onto my sparkly black high heel designer shoes. After 10 minutes of sobbing my eyes out my sadness turned into rage and I stormed outside to find out why no one came. The butler quickly came behind me with an umbrella since it was raining cats and dogs outside, but I didn’t care for once, instead I just kept going getting my dress drenched in the process. Just as I was about to give up I heard giggling from a nearby house. I stormed over and shoved the door open and there it was, the whole school in this run down disgusting old

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