Could someone write me a personal narrative it can be your idea

I still can not believe How foolish I was to have believed that young women, she had the most peaceful face I had ever seen.

It was quite late that night on Central station, I was going back home coming back from Cleveland. Engrossed in my thoughts, she approached and made me realized that I had dropped a silk handkerchief. At that moment I came back to reality, looked at it and told her it wasn't mine. She said I was the only stylish men among the station that's why she was sure it was mine. I felt flattered and started talking to her. We talked for a few minutes and we realized we lived close. She lived on Amsterdam and 22nd St. That's I offer her a ride on my cab. e When we arrived we walked a few blocks, I told her my building, suddenly the door was opened and all my family and friends came through the door singing happy birthday to me. That girl was my cousin from San Diego that haven't seen since I was a kid and charmed me to take me home to the party.