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  • Essay / Narrative essay on the road trip - 1084

    It seemed like the circus was thereā€¦ Seriously. I walked past a mirror that made my head look bigger than it already is. There were children having their faces painted, clowns being real clowns, a magician forming three circles linked into three individual rings. This had amused me while we were walking, a clown had given me a flower in which she died a day later. Once we passed the circus tables, my nose was invaded by the smell of the food. I looked at the food prices and quickly closed my stomach. Pro tip when traveling, airport food is very expensive. My mother and I finally arrived at the door where Evan, my younger brother, was supposed to arrive. We waited for a plane to land and passengers to exit the plane, then the next group of passengers boarded the plane and quickly left. This would be the next plane Evan would be on, I walked on the moving walkway while we waited on the plane to board. Once the plane landed and everything was settled, the doors were open and Evan was the first to get off the plane. I teased him that his hair was too long and should be shaved while my mother talked on the fly.