Narrative Writing
It was a cloudy day in fall, downtown Seattle in the afternoon was still crowded. People were walking through the falling leaves on the ground. McDonalds was full of people, nearby the window there was a girl, I sat over there talking seriously too. This girl was my best friend; she decided to run away from home because she did not like her parents very much. She can’t stand anymore when they forced her to break up with her boyfriend. He was not as rich as them. At that time I was persuading her to go back home, her parents were really worried they hoped to have her back home as soon as possible. But…she did not listen to me at all! She said that I didn’t understand her. Both of us were crying and our conversation was louder and louder, every single person in McDonalds was looking at us and whispering about what we were talking about. Finally she did not care about anything; she stood up and ran away from McDonalds left me there crying alone at the table. I didn’t know how long I was crying but I cried and cried…until I felt something hit my leg…