Prompt: write a short narrative (2 paragraphs or more) about a significant moment or decision in your life. use narrative techniques you practiced in this week’s lessons to develop experiences, events, and characters. be sure to use mla format.
1.i effectively establish a situation, one or more points of view, and introduce a narrator and/or characters.
2.i create a smooth progression of events.
3.i effectively use multiple narrative techniques such as dialogue, description, pacing, reflection, and plot to develop rich, interesting experiences, events, and/or characters.
4.i use a variety of techniques consistently to sequence events that build on one another.
5.i use precise words and phrases, details, and sensory language consistently to convey a vivid picture of the events.
6.i provide a conclusion that follows from the narrated experiences or events.
7.i integrate ideas and details from source material effectively.
8.i have very few or no errors in usage and/or conventions that interfere with meaning.

I was only 12 when this happened, It a normal day at the good ol local Walmart when I decided to go home early with my mom. It was especially hot, and I have eczema, so when I sweat I feel as though I have actual fir ants on my arms. Not very pleasant. So I started to sweat and we headed for our car when a lady in her whote car drove past us by the crosswalk super fast.

My mom, yelling every curse word she knows at the lady, I just stood there is shock. The lady almost ran over my foot. My mom grabbed my hand and we walked towards our car. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" My mom said with a worried look on her face. "Yeah." I replied, still in shock because I was so close to death that day. The were walking towards the car when I saw the lady in the car park right next to our car. My mom saw her and immediately, they started arguing. The lady got out of her car and called her horrible things. I just kind of stood there in the parking lot, sweating and burning.

The lady stopped cursing all of a sudden, right in the middle of their talk, and got in her car. My mom stood at her door threatening to call the cops, but before she could, she moved because she saw her turn on her car, in attempt to drvie away. "Move!" She yelled to me, but before I could the lady hit me with her car. Now, she didn't exactly run me over, but I remeber seeing the lady in the car glaring at me through her view mirror. That being said, she still backed out and hit me with her car. I bounced back and almost fell. I moved and she scurried away.