Museum of my Life

 Hello there, welcome to the museum of my life! I hope you’re ready for a wild ride! Our first stop is the day I wrecked my bike and scratched up my knees so bad that my mom had to carry me inside. The next stop is when I developed the fear of snakes. The way they move really freaks me out, and they are like devils without horns or feet. Now let’s go over here and watch the video of the time I decided it would be fun to bounce on the slide of our bounce house and hit my butt on the ground. I hurt for days. Let’s go over here to watch a film about how my love for dance has grown throughout the years. After the film, we are gonna go upstairs to see a 3-D map of the places I have traveled and all the places I am gonna travel to. You can even tap on the red dots, and pictures that my family took while on the trip will pop up. Now off to your left is a room and I do warn you guys this room is full of my heartbreak. Pictures of family members I have lost and stories of us together. I do want to make sure you guys know before entering just in case some want to sit out this one. After you guys cry, I decided to show you the room full of little kids. Babysitting has been a huge part of my life so I decided to make a room full of pictures of the kids I watched. Everyone needs to gather around for this next room because it is full of food for you guys to try. All the food is items I have tried. Oh! You guys have to try some salmon! After everyone is done eating I will take you guys to the basement and down here are all the dreams I have had at night. Look here is my favorite one. It is about me being a spy and kicking butt while breaking men’s hearts. Oh, here comes the best part, (I do a two-second change in a photo booth so I don’t get caught for punching out the guy in the corner). That dream was so cool. 

“Hey, Miss Emma!” A little girl says. She was pointing to the next room.

Behind this next door is my future. I have never been behind these doors because I don’t want to know my future. My path always changes. Every week construction workers come and change that room. You guys can all go in there if you want. If you choose to go in, that is the end of the tour. When you get done there is a gift shop by the front door with a whole bunch of different things for sale. Please come again to the museum of my Life! I hope the tour wasn’t too crazy, but if so that is just life for you. You never know what to expect.