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Playing Hockey-Personal Narrative

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It was a normal Friday afternoon and I was excited to get my weekend started like everyone else. I was pleasantly surprised when they said we were going out for dinner because we went out for dinner occasionally and usually something important was happening when we did. So I was super excited because I forget which restaurant it was but I really liked the place. So we sat down and we were getting ready to order and out of nowhere I don't know why i said it but i said, “Why'd we go out to dinner,Mom and Dad?” they replied, “We have something very important to tell you guys.” and at that moment i got super worried there were so many thoughts in my head I was super worried I didn't know what was going to happen if they were gonna get a divorce …show more content…

my Dad said, “Of course you will be playing hockey why wouldn't you?” i said, “I don't know I just wanted to know.” my mom said “You Dad will also be gone for 6 months until were fully ready to move there.” at that point the table went silent I asked, “When is he leaving?” my Mom replied, “In 2 weeks.” right after she said that the waiter came with our food and dinner went fine for the rest of the night and we talked about normal stuff like school and hockey than i asked my Dad, “Am i still going to be able to still go to the UAF games?” my Dad replied, “Ya Grandma will take you.” me and my Dad have had season tickets to the college hockey team for as long as I could remember and the really fun thing about it also was that my Grandma and Grandpa also had tickets. Their seats were right next to mine we had really good seats and every game whether it was a school night or not we went to the game. “Ok.” I

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