PLS HELP! This is worth 180 pts
Mikyla's Story
Last summer, I visited Aunt Christine in Walnut Creek, California. The small town was a paradise. The downtown area had fashionable stores, gourmet restaurants, and a new movie theater. There were also nearby hiking trails that led to lush forests and scenic views of the surrounding foothills. Walnut Creek had it all—entertainment, shopping, dining, recreation, and nature.
On the second day of my visit, Aunt Christine took me to the local swimming pool where I met some girls. The other girls and I talked and looked at magazines while we sunbathed. When we were hot, we dove into the cool water. We even played water volleyball and won against a team of boys. We had a great time, so we started spending time with each other almost every day.
By the end of summer, I did not want to return home to my family's cramped apartment in the inner city of Chicago. The streets around my neighborhood were littered with trash, and the buildings were old and rundown. There weren't any trees for miles around. On top of the ugly scenery, the noise was maddening. Teenagers played loud offensive music from junky cars, and dogs barked throughout the day and night. Sometimes, I thought I would go insane. Walnut Creek was a definite break from all of the noise, and I did not want the peace and quiet to end.
I missed my parents. However, I didn't see them very much when I was home. They worked long hours and rarely had a day off. In California, Aunt Christine spent time with me every day. She showed that she cared about me by sharing my interests. Aunt Christine and I ate, exercised, shopped, and hung out together. Aunt Christine was fun to be with, and she always tried to meet my needs. I didn't want to leave Aunt Christine or my new friends. Plus, the neighborhood was so nice. There was hardly any crime. I wished that I could stay in Walnut Creek forever.
A few nights before I was supposed to fly home, Aunt Christine surprised me with a party. She invited all of my California friends. We ate chicken fajitas, listened to music, and played my favorite board game Clue. At the end of the night, Aunt Christine took me aside.
"Mikyla, I have something very important to ask you," Aunt Christine said. "I've been thinking about our time together. I love having you in my home. And, I think you like being here. So, I talked with your parents and asked them if there was any way you could live with me long term. Is that something you would want to do?" she asked.
I was overjoyed. "Of course," I told her that I would love to live with her. We hugged. Then, Aunt Christine told me that my parents were happy that I'd be able to go to a better school and that they would visit me in California. She also said that I could visit them. My friends were thrilled that I was staying in Walnut Creek. My "good-bye" party turned into a "welcome-home" party.
How does the first-person narration affect the plot?
Mikyla tells the story from the viewpoint of Aunt Christine.
The events are told from the viewpoint of Mikyla’s parents.
The events are told strictly from Mikyla’s viewpoint.
Mikyla tells the story from the viewpoint of her friends.