Kale Smoothie-Personal Narrative

I was in absolute terror at this point, I couldn’t think straight, I couldn’t feel anything other than dread and pain. When she finished the call she handed my phone back to me, and I just stood there in front of the girl’s bathroom in complete shock. This is happening. An ambulance is coming to our school. WHAT DID I DO WRONG? WHAT SHOULD I HAVE DONE? I fell to my knees and broke down, burying my face in my hands. What have I done? Why is this happening? Thoughts were piercing my head as I sat in shock, feeling everything in slow motion as it flashed before my eyes. My friend saw my horrified expressions and carried me to the classroom farthest away from the scene, which was were the rest of the cast was to stay out of the way of the police and doctors. This was probably an odd sight so see due to my long and large stature compared to my somewhat smaller friend who was carrying me, but it was an act of kindness nevertheless, and I still appreciated their generosity. Upon entering the classroom, a complete riot commenced. No one knew how to react. Some were crying, others were calming them down, and some were silently staring into oblivion. I dried my tears and cleared my throat as I stood at the front of the

As I looked up more pictures were being taken of me. I screamed “HELP, HELP”. The paramedics then rushed to me and responded “are you okay?” I responded “No i am bleeding to death”. The paramedics responded “can you see okay?” I responded “Ican see fine” the paramedics responded “Do you feel dizzy or lightheaded?” I responded and a loud tone “I AM FEELING FINE!” the paramedics responded “Okay ma’am we're just making sure you are okay we don’t want anything to happen to you”. As the paramedics poured alcohol on my knee I scream “AAH” and pressured the paramedic hand. The paramedic than told me to remain calm and responded “everything is going to be okay we have to make sure all the blood and germs is out we don’t want you to get any infections”. As the paramedics put ointment on my knee I then looked up and seen a lot of people taking pictures of me and running and shouting. The paramedics then lift me up and gave me medicine for my knee. The paramedics asked was I going to be okay I responded “yes”. I then looked around and try to find where I was headed. I then remember I was headed to save

My heart began to race even more. I don't understand why everyone thinks I'm this Arabella girl, but I'm definitely not going to get killed for her. So I thought quickly to myself and did what I thought was best. That resulted in me taking the knife off of the hand of the nurse that I just killed, you know, just in case I meet any other friends on my way out. I rushed through the doorway of my hospital room. The hallway was still dead and no one was anywhere. I look in through the window of another patient's room and in that room, I saw a girl lying on the hospital bed with her neck slit. A cold shiver runs down my spine, I hope to god that the nurse didn't do this to everyone in the hospital. I look down the hallway and noticed an emergency exit thank god I say and I run towards it. I push through the doors and run down the flight of stairs but, I stopped dead when I hear footsteps racing

Turning the light on and closing the door as I enter. Turning around I am faced with the same little girl that I locked in a room alone for twelve years, only giving her the smallest portion for food to just keep her alive. She looks me dead in the eyes with a look of pure evil written across her face. In one hand she wields a knife that looks like it is from the kitchen portion of my room. In the other she holds a heart that seems to still barely be beating. Shaking my head I back away to try and escape but before I can make it to the door Lizzy lunges at me and before I realize it there is a knife sticking out of my chest where my heart is. She start to slice my abdomen open, pulling out my intestine right before my very eyes. Everything goes black as I face the fact that, the most perfect patient I have ever had has been a lie. My final feeling is my heart being ripped out of my body still beating in her blood covered little

While I was busy trying to figure out a way to talk to her, I hadn't realised that the strap of my backpack had caught on my foot and tripped only to find the asphalt rushing towards my face at an alarming speed. I hit the ground . . . hard. My face took all of the force. I felt blood spill out of my nose. There seemed to be a distant ringing in my ears. After laying there, letting the pain sink in and getting myself together, I pushed myself to my

I could only hear extremely sharp ringing in my ears and nothing else. All I can really remember from this point is lying down on the floor against one of the table legs and passing out. After a certain amount of time, my step-dad rushed up the stairs, paramedics following, and he was in my face screaming things that I couldn’t understand and can’t remember. I had an overwhelming feeling of anger that ran all over my body so I began spitting on the paramedics. I was so in and out that I don’t recall how I got down the stairs, but I remember being in the ambulance and one of the EMTs was trying to prick my finger while I was screaming and pulling away because I was scared of the pain it would cause. As the ambulance pulled out, I could hear the sound of sirens as we drove away from my apartment; and then I was out

I awake and I’m being rushed down a hallway full of doctors and patients in a gurney. What could have happened? I can’t seem to move my legs or my arms and when I try to speak, I can’t. The gurney. rushed hallways beyond hallways and as I’m about to pass through a set of doors, everything becomes a little blurry. My eyes slowly shut and soon everything went black.

But I overheard Hannah talking to someone on the phone saying “we are going to the hospital right now” but I didn’t say anything. When we got to the hospital we got out of the car and started walking to the emergency room. When we were walking my head had a like an itch on my head so I rubbed it, but when I touched my head it hurt. I pulled my hand away only to see blood all over my hand, in shock I started crying. when we were walking it was the scariest thing I have ever seen; there was some much blood and broken bones. I heard others people crying and in pain. But we they called the women in front of us on the waiting list she let us go first, when we got to the room the doctors kept saying the wound is too big and that stiches would not work. So I had to get staples, when I was getting staples I was crying from the pain, I looked toward Hannah and she was crying because how much pain I was in. During the month when my head was healing I was diagnosed with a concussion, my head hurt for days at times, sleep was the only thing that did not hurt. During the month when I was healing my sister felt bad that I was the one who got hurt. After a month I had to go back to the hospital, and Hannah went with me. She never left my side she stood in the room asking if I was okay every time they pulled a staple out. But they did not hurt

My heart suddenly dropped and I closed my eyes as soon as possible shouting out NO. I reached my hand out and reversed time back to when we were laying on the train tracks. I stood up as soon as I realized what had happened and my nose was bleeding, I felt faint.

I felt helpless sitting there in a hospital bed without knowing what was going on, why were all the nurses taking care of me? Why

“What?” he asked, he was shuffling his figures causing them to turn red, you could tell he was nervous.

He was crouched on the ground in a strange manner, holding his head in his hands and squatted against a wall. Thinking that he hadn’t heard, I tapped him on the head to tell him to get up. I then turned around to face the rest of the group, and that’s when it happened. As if in a movie, time slowed to the speed of molasses while I watched the faces of those around me move from neutral to shock. Only moments later I felt a stinging sensation in one side of my face as my head was whacked to one side. Whack. Whack. Whack. I stared, confused, as the expressions of those around me blurred and I heard my heartbeat echoing through my mind. My vision was pulsating, my head was throbbing, and my jaw was slack as I began to taste blood trickling into my

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