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Avery Stare - Narrative Essay 1
Avery Stare - Narrative Essay 1
Avery Stare - Narrative Essay 1
Smith-F
14 May 2024
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Great use of language. Particularly the ideas of serendipity and the ideas of
melting together and unification. A pleasant little adventure.
A Night of Friendship
friends, we went into the anticipation of adventure after a long day at the beach and exploring the
town. Dressed in our finest attire for dinner, we later slipped into casual wear. Excitement pulsed
as we headed to a beach fire. The music in the uber approaching the beach throbbed through the
car like a heartbeat, pulsing with infectious energy, we were all singing together like a choir in
perfect harmony, turning the vehicle into our own moving space.
As we exited the car, we were lost looking around where the bonfire was. We roamed
around until from a far we heard a roar of chatter and laughter. We ascended the dunes drawn by
the distant clamor, until the flickering glow of fire unveiled itself before us. An enclave of
youthful people, encircled by the flames, their faces illuminated, casting shadows that hinted at
the possibilities this night might hold. We walked around the fire, engaging in conversation with
unfamiliar faces, discovering shared bonds of youth and locality that bridged the gaps between
us.
In those fleeting hours spent by the fire with new friends, I forged memories that I will
remember forever. Running through the night, encountering different personalities, our laughter
intertwining with the eccentricities of those around us, I found myself captivated by the
vividness of the moment, knowing it would linger in my thoughts after the embers dimmed. As
the night drew to a close and a directive to disperse echoed around the fire, I found myself
amidst the darkness with only two of my friends by my side, the others having vanished into the
Opting to wait, we lingered at the crest of the dunes near the beach’s exit, where
serendipity introduced us to three kindred spirits, fellow travelers, similar ages to us. As we
reunited with our missing friends, our new friends stood by our side, unaware of the lengthy trek
that lay ahead of us. Amidst tales of their adventures, we collectively decided to order an Uber,
eager to venture into town for a late-night meal. However, our enthusiasm waned as we
discovered the reluctance of drivers to embark on a half-hour journey into the middle of nowhere
And so, we set forth, treading the dimly lit paths, encountering fellow wanders who, like
us, found themselves without a ride home. Among them, we encountered a kaleidoscope of
characters, each with their own brand of personality adding color to the nocturnal canvas.
Unified by circumstance, we remained inseparable from our newfound trio, their presence
seamlessly went with ours. As we traversed the seemingly endless paths, time became a paradox,
A van rumbled around the corner, its door swinging open to reveal our friend calling our
names, echoing through the quiet street. We piled in, squeezing ourselves into the already
occupied seats, with me relegated to the trunk, feeling every bump in the road like loose nails
against my back. Arriving at Stubby’s we disembarked into a sea of familiar faces from the
Amidst the people, our recent friends melted into the crowd, and as we did the same, the
formalities of farewells eluded us. Yet, the memories of that unforgettable night linger like stars
scattered across the vast expanse of our minds, illuminating the mosaic of our experiences with