This is a excerpt of my first narrative. I have enjoyed writing a lot this year and I hope to do more. I hope you enjoy reading it and give me feedback.

Then my parents started talking again. They were whispering, and I knew that they didn’t want me to know what they were talking about. I could tell by how they were looking at me every few seconds. I wondered why they would do this because they have never kept a secret from me. This made me think if they would continue to keep secrets from me. Were they talking about me? As they talked faster there voice grew louder. I knew that this meant that they were worried, angry or confused. But then they started shouting. I felt like making them quiet because they were shouting at each other. All I wanted them to do is to stop shouting. I could picture the doctor’s look on his face. My mom then went over to my dad and started whispering to him. I really wanted to know what they were whispering about. So I tried to ask them but I remembered that all my mom would say is “Nothing.” When she wants to keep a secret. So I didn’t ask her.

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