Personal Narrative: Nickels
My sister Valerie was the firstborn. We call her "Kitty" because of her obsession for bringing home stray cats. She has dark brown hair that she usually keeps cut just above her shoulders. She bosses us younger kids around and snitches on us if we're bad, so we never rely on her for keeping secrets.
Fourteen months after Kitty arrived, my brother Nicholas was born. His nickname is Nickels because he always has coins jingling in his pants pocket. His brown hair had a slight wave to it, and he grew up to be six foot two inches tall. He loved roaming the hills around our house and took our hound dogs with him everywhere.
Thirteen months after Nickels was born, my sister Ivareen arrived. We call her Ivy. She has a petite build
Fourteen months after Kitty arrived, my brother Nicholas was born. His nickname is Nickels because he always has coins jingling in his pants pocket. His brown hair had a slight wave to it, and he grew up to be six foot two inches tall. He loved roaming the hills around our house and took our hound dogs with him everywhere.
Thirteen months after Nickels was born, my sister Ivareen arrived. We call her Ivy. She has a petite build