Descriptive Essay-Ray's Room-Personal Narrative

I covered my mouth to keep it shut and not say anything. He was wearing black boots and black pants. I could see him running towards the open window in a hurry. Maybe he thought i jumped out or something. He began to run towards the stairs. “He’s leaving” i whispered… But there was no answer, I realized that the call was cut. The man was stepping down the stairs… when all of a sudden there was a loud ringtone coming from my hand. There was then a panic in my heart. The man rushed back into my room and entered, There was a moment of silence when all i could see was the man’s black boots staring straight at my eyes. When suddenly there was a powerful pull dragging me out of the bed. Closing my eyes all i could feel is was extrucenary pain all over my body, every second. I reached out for anything near by so I could at least fight. I felt something from the tip of my fingers. I got a grip of something and swung as hard as I could, I hit him hard. The man fell back. I opened my eyes and there he was, Lying on the ground. Weak and hurt i got up and slowly started walking out of my room and down the stairs. My whole body hurt it was hard to move. I heard the man start to get up, I was terrified. I decided to walk to the basement door to try and hide. I remembered the small door that was in the basement. And went gently to open the door. Weak and in pain I was able to get down the old sketchy stairs and move some boxes to open the door. I opened the door. On the other side was a little room. It was dark and had a little bit of light coming from the outside. Maybe the moon light from the outside. I sat on the small corner of the room.I wrapped my arms around my body to try and stay warm. It was quiet for a second. Until I heard the basement door slam open. The man's foot steps were loud and you could tell he wasn't very happy. I could easily read exactly where he was. He was looking for me,

I awoke with the sound of beeps in the distance. My eyes fluttered, eyelashes blocking my small spot of a view. In the corner, I could see my mom, her head in her hands, shaking slowly from tears. I gradually moved my head to the left. The room was bright, with white floors and bleached walls. There were multiple carts full of medical supplies right next to me. While scanning the room, I could hear my mother gasp and run out of the door. Moments later, a tall lanky guy walked into in the room. He was wearing scrubs with little stars and a light blue stethoscope was dangling from

I woke with a start. My eyes sprung open, but I could not see anything. It was pitch black. My eyes began to adjust and I heard very loud, unfamiliar voices. They were yelling at my parents. I don’t know exactly what they were saying, but we were in trouble. My mother started to cry, and there was

My head felt as if it was too explode, blood was dripping down from my forehead, and a throbbing pain was coming from my leg. At first I had no idea where I was or what was happening. In the distance I could hear a scream, although it was fading and my eyesight was blurry. I tried to stand up as I remember but I was not able too. I kept wondering to myself if this was a dream, but I felt pain. Terrible pain. How could I feel this much pain if it was a dream. Then all at once it came back to me. The memory, the fear, the frightfulness, the nervousness, and the sadness.

It was dark whenever I woke up from my slumber. I was a very heavy sleeper so I knew that someone or something had woken me up. Looking around my room, I noticed a small glint of metal coming from across the room. I suspected it was just a necklace or something catching light from the full moon outside. Then, I fell back asleep without a care in the world. Suddenly I was jolted awake by the sound of a muffled voice saying "Hurry! Knock him out before he hears us!" Then I felt a large pain my arm from a needle and fell into a drug-induced sleep.

I remember being awaken by the loud commotion going on from the living room, so I decided to go check. I went out calling for my parents, but to my surprise, I only saw my mom on the phone crying from the reflection of a mirror. I wondered where my dad was. I got closer towards the living room and stood by the wall. I witnessed my dad sitting down on the floor having trouble to breath complaining about chest pain while my mom stood next to him. I closed my eyes in fear. I then heard something calling me to open my eyes. It was a siren that got louder and louder each second. I stood up and saw red lights shining through the window. There was a knock at the door and my mom went to open the door. Two men and a woman came through the door in navy

I woke up from a loud Bang! I did not know what it was. I walked out of the security footage room. To see that there was a trail of something on the floor, splattered on the wall. I tried to act like I was not tired, so Mr. Body would not know. I did not want to make any assumptions about what that stuff was on the floor, it might frighten people. So I tried to wake myself up. I failed I was still tired. I walked through the hall pass the ballroom. The trail I have been following leads to the conservatory. I was frightened at what I might see. I went over and cracked the door. I saw something I would never see again. I saw Mr. Body lies there dead! He was just there before I took a nap! Oh my god! I am so getting fired. So I went back to the room, I saw a woman she shot him she...she killed

The man and I had to move into a sub-par home. It was all we could afford, as we lost most of our money in the fire. As I was dusting the kitchen I heard the man approaching, screaming like it was the end of the world. I heard his footsteps come near, I felt his fist hit me in the back, he did repeatedly I screamed “Stop!” But he never did. It felt as someone was thrusting a knife in my back, in the same spot repeatedly. When the man left, I felt as I was going to die. I dragged my body to the bed, I laid down as I felt blood drip down my

with a pound in my chest i darted as fast as i could with them close behind . i had to find a way to get away. i turned abruptly down an alley and hid. as they dashed past the alley i crept out slowly to be cautious . suddenley somthing seized my arm i saw a red and blue lights and everything went black. i awoke not knowing the time were i was or anything . i was scared suddenly i heard a voice a deep husky voice asking how i got in to this horrible place my vision started to become clear realizing i was in a dark cold cell i asked the strange voice who he was he i heard footsteps slowly walking toward me asking again how did you get in here. just as i started to answer there was a bang i lurched foward realizing it was just a gaurd. he took my arm and took me into a room the lights were dim but it was bright enough to see the mans face. he threw me to the ground and started to pace he spoke to me saying " the rules around here are simple

The heavy clear doors slammed open one by one; big bright lights pierced my eyes above with little images of ceiling tile surrounding me that I could barely make out. People in navy blue uniforms huddled around me appearing to be in a hurry somewhere based on they’re bright red faces and the drops of sweat that were slowly dripping and collecting down they’re flushed faces, that eventually fell and exploded on my cold skin. All the commotion around me came to an abrupt halt. Now I was starring at the ceiling once again that now portrayed a blurring metal reflection of my broken and beaten down body that was bound to keep destructing and destroying. I could vaguely hear footsteps that seemed to be in the distance, but became louder and clearer with each step closer towards me. A sudden mask like object appeared directly over my face slowly easing its way down to grasp onto my pale face. Darkness now was the only thing left in sight and would stay this way for hours.

I hadn't seen the door before. It wasn't there last night. Cautiously, I turned the handle. It seemed as though once I put my hand on the knob, it was stuck there. I slowly pulled the door open, and I was sucked into the pitch black room. It was so dark that it felt like I had my eyes closed as I floated through the air. Down I went, feeling like every second

I wake up in a dark room full of broken pieces of wooden furniture and velvet cushions. I realize I have forgotten most of my memory. I think to myself what truths I know. My name is Rose. I am nine years old. My mother died In a car crash. I live with my dad and my brother. I try to recall my brother’s name. Johnathan? Jim? James? But I can’t seem to remember. I try to see if there is an exit to this dark room, but I cannot locate a door. I here a groan in the distance, I consider shouting for help but I decide against it. I look at the destroyed furniture and notice that there is a single, unbroken chair in the heap of debris. As soon as I glance at it, I feel the sudden, crazy urge to sit in it, so I slowly walk over to the chair. As I get closer to the chair, I notice that a message is carved into it, and the letters glow red. Et occious est. At first it confuses me, but the the meaning hits me. I was murders. A scream builds up in my lungs and I let it loose, shrieking as loud as I can. A voice rings inside of my head. Hello young one. I slammed into the walls by an unknown force. I try to scream, but black smoke enters my lungs, filling them, trying to make the burst. I feel my body start to shut down as I begin to slip into unconsciousness. I try to scream again, but instead the noise that came out of my mouth was crazed, insane laughter, and with each

While waiting a few minutes in the car , I made my mind up to go to the hotel to see if any of the doors were open in which to my surprise there was . I found the courage to open the door and go in , I was astonished to see a old , scary, skinny-boned man standing in the moonlit room behind a small desk . To my surprise there were only two rooms left , I asked if I could get a room, he told me to sign in ,then he gave me the key to room B13 . I was going up the creaking stairs when I heard a mysterious noise coming from behind me , I instantly turned to see what was making the noise but there was nothing there , as I continued up the stairs to my room , when heard that noise again as of tree branches bristling against each other , I ignored the sound thinking, hoping for it to go away , but it didn't stop. As I made my way through the hall to my door I saw a light coming from the room next door I didn't think much of it at the time.

The night was freighting and rainy. The deep, rumbling noise that was heard in the sky during the thunderstorm made my entire family go to bed early. The sky was as black as evil 's soul. There was enormous lightning breaking through the dark sky, making our bedroom like a dance floor. The flashes of light entering our room made me stay awake for a long period of time. The time seemed frozen. I felt like centuries had passed. After midnight, all of a sudden my cousin had a scary and disturbing nightmare. She began to talk, shout and cry in her sleep as if she was thwarted by someone. Her reaction made me fear to death. At that terrific moment, I wanted to escape from that dreadful room. Suddenly, she began to choke me and block my windpipe. I didn 't get the courage to push her away and to get my breath back. I began to be unconscious, but I think I was aware of my cousin in the room. My breathing got loud and noisy as if I had chronic asthma. I remembered the time when my breathing slowed down and eventually become irregular. The rattling noise that came out of my throat

I slammed the door and sat on top of the table so I could see what could happen. I decided to call my parents to tell them what was going on but no one answered. Then I decided to call my neighbor to see if anything was happening to her house. Hands shaking, I picked up the phone and called her number. It was silent except the ringing sound in my ear. “Hello” I heard a soft voice. “Hey are you home?” I said panicking in a worried tone. “Yeah why?” “Strange things are happening over here , is your power out?” “No, do you want to come over?” And then it happened. The lights started flashing on and off, creepy clowns with big red noses and pale white faces pounding on the windows, and ugly monsters stomping in the door. This time I screamed so loud that you could hear me from across the world. I was running as fast as I could to find a hiding place, and like a miracle, I found an empty cabinet just my size. I squeezed my body in just enough for the door to shut. “Hello. Are you there?” I heard from my hand. I looked down and realized my phone