Personal Narrative-Wrestling
I was wearing a navy blue polo and a pair of tan dress shorts. Not the normal clothing for a fight, but it was for today. Snack time had just ended and Mrs. Seaberry gave us some free time. In the classroom she had a toy kitchen set. I wanted to “cook” some eggs, but there were too many people in the kitchen. With not much free time left, I had to think of something to do quick. Growin up, I watched many hours of wrestling at my grandparents, so that was the first thing to come into my mind. Wrestle. I walked over to Vinny and asked if he wanted to wrestle. He said he would. It felt as if we were in an actual WWE wrestling environment. There was scent of popcorn in the air from snack time that took place before free time. I made