Terache Wilson's Narrative

Terache Wilson
Language arts 6th and 7th hour
Mrs. Ott
September 18, 2009
My grandma’s dog

Walking in my grandma’s room she has neat and tidy clothes separated in two buckets. Next to that she has her closet with so many clothes hung up in there. Then there is an old rocking chair. There is a pillow on the rocking chair and she sits on the pillow and rocks in the chair while she reads or rarely watches television there. Beside that is her big queen size bed. Along the wall there is the air conditioner inside the window. It is nice looking with pink curtains all around the window with pink ruffles at the top.

My grandma’s dog got locked up in her room, sad to be there. He didn’t want to be in there. He wanted to go outside but he couldn’t come out with no one to walk him. My uncle was painting the living room a cinnamon color, and then the hallway. We heard a loud noise in my grandma’s room.
We went in there and the dog was gone, the curtains were pulled down, and the air conditioner was outside the window. When we got in the room the curtains were lying on the floor. The curtain rod was bent. Papers were all over the place by the window. The air conditioner had scratches all over the front of it.
After that my grandma said, “The dog had to do it,” The air conditioner still worked perfectly and made the room feel like a blizzard as always.
Next me and my cousin took the leash and went to find the dog, got him around the corner. When we got back my uncle had the air conditioner back in the window and I helped put the curtains back up with my grandma. Grandma what if Zip kicked the air conditioner out again, anger filled her face. “Well he won’t because he won’t get back in my room when I’m not there”!