Ideas for Narrative Essay

• Saving my Sister from drowning

• Being truthful with money with my family

• a little lie about taking a nap

Saving my Sister

Every year on my wonderful summer vacation we take a 6 hour fishing trip to a place called Bishop with my family. We stay in the same isolated town in the same small suffocating cabins, even thought it's hotter than hot up there and the elevation makes you want to rest from the long trip but the only thing you want is to stay by the air conditioning. Luckily for us there is a pool on the other side of the cabins, my sister and I thought it would be a great idea to go swim and cool off instead of suffering in the hot weather; we both asked our grandparents if we could go to the pool and my grandmother said "yes, just let me get some towels and we'll go." we waited very impatiently in our suits, finally my grandmother was ready and we were more than ready to get cooled off from the scorching sun. The water was as clear as the never ending blue sky, I wanted to jump in the deep end of the pool but I knew the water was as cold as the ice from the mountains that lived near by; so I walked with my sister and my grandmother to the shallow end of the pool, when all of a sudden I heard a big splash. I turned knowing it was probably my sister showing off, plus she knows how to swim so it didn't bother me too much. As I took a closer look the water was moving frantically around her splashing up to where I couldn't make out her face, panic hit me! Was she okay! What's happening! I screamed to my grandmother "Somethings wrong! Save her! Save her grandma!" my grandmothers response was uncalled for "She's okay, she just-" I didn't let her finish, I jumped into the freezing cold pool swam under my sister and lifted her up for air as I carried her on my shoulder to where her feet could touch. This was easier thinking about it than doing it, I began to lose my saved air fast I felt as if I wasn't going to make it. I became very scared for my sisters sake and mine, but I pushed a little more to get my sister to safety and made it to the shallow end gasping for air. My grandmother was surprised and shocked, I weakly carried myself to the warm concrete ground and laid there exhausted from the struggle to save my sister from the welcoming waters of the pool. That day I will never forget, it was one of the scariest, bravest moments of my life; I never knew that day I would be saving my sister and I learned I really do care about my sister as much as my own life, that I can push my self to save someone I truly love.