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Personal Narrative Essay: Swimming At Norway Lake

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Swimming at Norway Lake

Every summer, my family and I go camping. There is a special place that we always go to, it is Norway Lake Campground. There has never been any incidents where I would say that it is unsafe or boring, until this on summer day. It was the summer of 2008, it was beautiful out. The birds were chirping, children were laughing, and you could feel the sun tingle on your skin. This was soon ruined by a horrid moment on the beach. It was a tradition that everytime we camped at Norway, that we had to swim in the lake at least once a day. This day, we were a bit late on our plans, because I needed to pack all my sand castle toys to play with at the beach. As I was packing, my sisters headed down to the water alone, since nothing …show more content…

Her and my dad were out of breath. She told us exactly what happened. That man watched us with binoculars, but he was naked while doing it. I still didn’t think it was that bad, he was going to the bathroom outside, while watching us. Not so bad. I didn’t understand what happened until my mom explained that he wasn’t going to the bathroom, he was doing the dirty. Now I finally understood why they were so creeped out. After my mom was chasing after the guy, she called the cops. They finally showed up about 30 minutes later. I overheard them talking, Sheriff: “What is your name miss?” Mom: “Tammy Yunk”
Sheriff: “Ok Tammy, what has happened exactly?” Mom: “ We were swimming, when I saw a man watching us with binoculars, exposing himself.” Sheriff: “Can you describe this man?”
Mom (between sobs) : “Yes, he had balding blonde hair, short, and was naked.” Sheriff: “What is the description of the car?” Mom (sobbing more) : “Red Chevy full-size four door truck.” Sheriff: “And what is your name sir?” Dad: “Lance Yunk.” Sheriff: “Where were you when this occurred?” Dad: “I was in the camper, reading. I was told by my kids to go to mom, and I saw her chasing after a naked

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