My personal narrative is about the time Jesus bought me tacos at Chavitos. This all started off when I was in class and Jesus came up to me asking if I wanted to go to Chavitos with him. When he asked me I was extremely happy because I was already absolutely hungry. After he told me I was just anxiously waiting for class to end so that we could start walking to the taco truck.
After school ended so we started walking to Chavitos. When we got to where the taco truck is usually at we realized that it wasn't there it had went to a different location. We didn’t know exactly where so we tried looking one up with our phones, but both the phones were already at a low battery percentage so when we tried using them they died. We had chargers for our phones, but we had nowhere to charge them. We noticed that we were nearby one of our friends neighborhood so we walked to his house. 5 minutes later we had arrived at our friends house, we knocked and asked if we could come in to charger our phones because we had to get somewhere but didn't know exactly where so we needed our phones.…show more content… During the time we had to wait we were talking about school and all of a sudden we heard a really loud knock at the front door. Our friend opened the door and came back with 2 boxes of pizza that were supposed to be for his sibling and him, but his siblings weren't home at that moment so he offered us some. The pizza looked really good, but I was really craving tacos so I polity said, “ no thank
