Which of these is the BEST example of a resolution to a personal narrative?
A. I drive up and down streets searching for my dream house—the one with the wide front porch and the green shutters. B. Once again, I feel the sun, sand, and salt of my last free summer—the last summer of my childhood. C. A year later at a festival in town, I saw him walking down the street. We all glared, and not a word was spoken. D. But I know one thing—that whenever it happens, when she takes that first leap, she might have a few fluttering moments of uncertainty, but once she finds the wind, she'll soar.
