Comments on: How to Show Don’t Tell in Your Narrative Essay https://www.kibin.com/essay-writing-blog/show-dont-tell-narrative-essay/ Creating Better Writers Sun, 02 Aug 2020 14:50:52 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.5.5 By: Alex L https://www.kibin.com/essay-writing-blog/show-dont-tell-narrative-essay/#comment-3440 Sat, 27 Jan 2018 17:51:00 +0000 https://www.kibin.com/blog/?post_type=essay-writing-blog&p=4917#comment-3440 In reply to janet.

Hi Janet!

Great work putting together this narrative! I like how you’ve used different events to highlight how addictive cell phones can be, and you’ve done well to show how the addiction began, affected your life, and your awareness of its effects. Keep up the great work! 🙂

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By: janet https://www.kibin.com/essay-writing-blog/show-dont-tell-narrative-essay/#comment-3439 Sat, 27 Jan 2018 17:33:00 +0000 https://www.kibin.com/blog/?post_type=essay-writing-blog&p=4917#comment-3439 Hey everyone !i am to practice his to write a good narration. Can you please tell me how i did in this one?
asked my mother with a curious air I replied , ,, . It’s crazy how I’m already addicted to my phone.

The day after my birthday-party I was in my room wondering why my father had missed my birthday and yet he had promised to be there; when suddenly my sister came to my room to tel me know that dad had returned. Furious against him, I refused to see him. I was reading a magazine when I saw him Stan don my door asked my father . I was indifferent in his request . He entered and sat near me with such a sad voice he apologized and handed me the presents he had brought me. I ask him> . I rushed to open it excited I began to scream. He had just been put on the market. My brother ran to see what was happening with a surprise look said my sister.
Very quickly I became familiar with my phone, I installed new applications such as sanpchat, instagram and others. I did not miss my phone anymore. Every morning the first thing to do was check if I have not received a message, call or email.once night my boyfriend and I went to eat dinner, I did not hesitate to use my phone to answer my messages and make some publications on social networks while he spoke to me, he was so disappointed and decide to break with me.

Over years I didn’t realized that my phone was take control of my whole life.
Last year on a family vacation, my brother and I spent all our days on the phone. Seeing the extent of the situation my mother decided to confiscate our phones for the day and reminds us o why we were there. < Do you guys know what vacation mean? Or do you want me to give you the definition of this word? I think it's time for you to go outside and enjoy the beautiful sun and the ocean, my mother said. Rather than enjoy that day with my family my mind was on my phone, it was like a part of my body had been taken. As soon as my mother returned our phones I rushed to see if I had missed anything and share the experience with my followers. Yes, every day I did not fail to share my daily life on my various social networks.
Whether I wanted it or not, my phone changed my way of apprehending the world and affected my social relationships. In short, I became a slave to my phone.
Thank you.

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