Personal Narrative Fiction

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“Elliot!” My mom’s voice rang throughout the house as it does every morning. I awake from my deep dreams and literally fall out of bed. I throw on my ragged jeans I wore yesterday and a bright orange t-shirt with the word Senior on the front. I take a quick look in the mirror like I do everyday and am once again disappointed by my skinny non-muscular body. Like what female would be attracted to me? “Elliot!” yells my mom. “I’m coming!!” I grab my backpack and sprint down the stairs and into the kitchen where my mom was. I spot her with her blonde hair wrapped up into a bun and her reading glasses almost covering her small and well defined face. “Well goodmorning Mr. Dreamy.” “morning mom-hey where are the protein bars?” Pointing behind me …show more content…

Walking out of the locker room laughing we run into Madison and I nearly knock her over. “Whoa slow down champ,” she eyes me skeptically and turns to Frankie, “hey,” she smiles. “Hey sweetie,” Frankie grins and pulls her off, “come on let's go I got a special night planned for us.” “Well there go the lovebirds,” Will says “Yea well I'm leaving to go shower at home I’ll Catch up with you later tonight?” “Yea sounds perfect. Check you later man.” “Hey Frankie?” Mad says they walk along the street. “What happened with Elliot today during his little fight with

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