Personal+Narrative1Chicago

I had just come home from a brutle football practice. Mom had just cooked me a great dinner and I was falling asleep I had a bad dream that my family got sick. That morning my mom walked into my room very sad I asked her what was wrong.

She said Papa Richard just left his house in a ambulance he has the heart problem that his brother had. I think we might have to go out to his hospital in Chicago.

I asked her if he will be O.K. and she did not know and we only see our grandpa once a year. All day at work my mom was worried about her dad when she got home.

She said we are going.

Were going to Chicago papa will have open heart surgery and I have to see him we will leave tomorrow lets start to pack today. His surgery is Sunday and we will stay at his house and take care of his dog.

I said I'll go pack. And the next day we were off the whole day we saw about 999,999 cows, 200,000 corn fields,100 deer and 199,999,999,999 other things not including cars. But it was not near as boring as I thought. We stayed at 2 hotels both were very nice. but what we wanted to do most was just get to Chicago so when we got there we were waiting to see our grandpa but it was 11pm so we had to wait. In the morning we left and when we got there the lady said I cant see my grandfather I am to young. my whole family was ready to yell at her for being so rood to me. But we had to listen to the rules so I couldn't see my grandpa. His surgery was fine and the ride home boring with only 5 stops. My grandpas surgery didn't end up being such a bad thing But were happy he is healthy.