The Field-Personal Narrative

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The bleachers are beginning to fill up with people and anticipation. Dads, brothers, moms, sisters have all made it today. I make my way up to the front where only the brave ones sit. I wrap myself up in a fleece blanket that’s tattered and worn. I gaze over the vast, empty mud field behind the wire fence. There’s four large tires, covered in mud, placed in a rectangle. The sun is just starting to set when one by one the overhead lights start to click on. The field is as bright as day, while the people and I sit in the shadows.

Suddenly the sound of mechanical thunder booms through the stadium. The crowd roars with cheers, whistles, and stomping feet. From behind the stands about 15 half-dismantled racecars pour into the field. The drivers rev their engines dodging the tires as they race around the track. They circle …show more content…
She likes to stay home, shop for weird trinkets, or work with people. However, she was also one to get excited to go. She’s definitely not someone I’d look at and say to myself, “She likes mud, fire, and racecars.” That would be the same with my sister, Natalie Stacks. She likes to be with her dogs, play video games, and paint stunning pictures. She’s always looking to be comfortable, yet fashionable, and tends to dress up occasionally. “When we would go to the [KDDA] it was the best time of the year.” Stacks explains to me, “The races were great, always kept you listening to the announcer, but what I liked most was the food.” Stacks reminds me about all the funnel cakes, hotdogs, and hamburgers they serve there. The food is fattening and not at all healthy for you, but that's what makes it that much more rewarding. “The fair couldn’t even compare to the food there!” Walker tells me in our interview, “I probably shouldn’t have let you guys eat there, but it meant that I could have some, too.” The main event is the best part, but the small amenities and food makes it stand out even
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