Essay about Personal Narrative-Making Mistakes

We are all humans; therefore, we all make mistakes, but one thing that comes out of our mistakes is a lesson well learned. As I look back to all the things I’ve done, I regret the time I felt ashamed of myself. Easter of 2004 my godmother decided to invite us to her house for an egg hunt. I was told by my mom that the eggs had candy and nothing else. As we were heading out, I decided to bring my little purse, and we got inside the car full of joy. We were on our way to my Godmother’s house for the egg hunt.

I remember arriving at my Godmother’s house and my little sister, and I we’re so anxious to get out of the car. We entered the house and my God-sister, Johanna, welcomed us and told me to wait in the room with the other kids while she finished hiding the eggs. A few minutes later she came back and told us, “There’s an egg that’s really special, with a lot of coins. ” Since I was so young I didn’t know what coins were, and my mom didn’t tell me anything about coins because I would’ve asked her before. As I was walking around I couldn’t find any Easter eggs, so I decided to check in the closet.

When I was looking around I found three eggs as I open them I found candy and I also found out how coins looked like. I decided to look around again and I saw a bucket that was a bit round and it COINS so I had I try picking it up and it was too heavy for me to carry it. Then I tried taking the lid off but I wasn’t able to because there was tape was all around it. I was analyzing the “Egg” and saw there was a small hole, so I put my hand in the whole and started to take the coins out and putting it inside my purse.

When I was done, every kid was lined outside showing others what they got. As soon as I was going to get in line my mom told me to get all of my stuff because we had to go pick up my sister, she gathered all of my sister’s and my stuff to leave to pick up my sister. Once we picked her up we decided to go directly home. When we were getting out of the car, to get inside the house, I asked my mom if she could grab my purse while | was getting out of the car. My mom said, “Jessie, Why is you purse so heavy? ” She decided to see what was making my purse so heavy so my mom opened my purse.

Where did you get this money? ” and I replied by saying, “Egg Hunt” She called my godmother and asked her if she was missing a lot of coins and she said, “Not that I know of because I hid the bucket full of coins in the clo- The bucket that contained all of Johanna’s coins had barely any coins left and it has a bigger hole than it used to be. ” My mom checked my hand and all she saw were a lot of scratches, she ended up telling my godmother that Thad the coins and that she was going to go back to her house to give it back.

We ended up leaving my older sister and my youngest sister with my uncle, as we were on our way back to my godmother’s house. My mom started telling me that this wasn’t the “Special Egg Hunt Money”, I started to cry, I was ashamed of myself for the very first time. When we arrived, I saw my godmother on her stair case waiting for us to arrive. I got out of the car and apologized. She said it was fine every single kid does something like this. My mom gave her my purse so she can get the coins.

When she was done getting all of the coins out of my purse she gave it back to me and told me, “Jessenia there’s no reason for you to be crying. ” And she wiped the tears off my face. My mom said, “I’m really sorry Janet, Well we have to go because I have to go pick up Jacky and Ashley. We walked to the car and drove to my uncle’s house to pick up my sisters and drove back home. Once | stepped foot in the house my mom sat me down for a talk.

She asked, “Why did you state crying? I told her how I felt and she said it was okay to feel bad and ashamed. “You didn’t have to cry because you’re a little girl and everybody made a mistake like this when they were little, and this time it was your time to make a mistake. ” My mother also told me she did something familiar but it worse. Now that I look back all I do is laugh. I’m not ashamed to share the story. My sister’s always told me it was my first, “FELONY”. Now I know I shouldn’t been ashamed because everybody and I mean, EVERYBODY, makes mistakes.