Personal Narrative

I followed him to the kitchen and I sat down on the kitchen table as

I had begun to walk around this new environment. As I walked further down the walkway the sounds that surrounded me began to get

They broke down the door, and the room was open for the group to see. Covering the

My feet patted swiftly against the creaking wood, following the dirty footprints down the walnut stairs. What the?

I skipped outside and went to the upper right hand corner of my parents brand new

Then, I start to hear slight creak at the door. I get up very quickly and try to hear what it was. I shifted my body around in my bed. Since I don’t have my bionic eyes, I am blind again. Who could it be?

quickly ran down the corridor only to run into what seemed like a living room. There were two

12:30. Vinny heard a strange noise. It was loud. Then, we all heard scraping across the hardwood floors. Confused, we thought. I went to the door and looked out the window for a minute or two. One of my friends said, " what do you see," I said, "I see nothing." I went to my desk and got back to work. I heard the noises again, and again, I said, "be quiet, I hear something," to my friends because they were loud.

You reached the room at the end of the hallway and opened the door. You saw the little bundle as it squirmed

I hailed a cab around 10:30pm in the Murray Hill area. I was headed towards times square for a drink and maybe some trade if I was in the mood. Traffic getting over there was dreadful, even for New York. I finally got to the front of the Tonic Bar & Restaurant and walked inside. It was a familiar scene, the new faces of tourists all around, perfect for me to make some quick and easy cash. A guy approached me. He’s maybe 6’1”, dark hair, brown eyes, nice body, didn’t smile much but I’m used to that. He offered to buy me a drink so I ordered a martini. Dry. We got to talking and he seemed alright. I’ve seen his type before. Business man, divorced, no children. It got later as we talked some more and one martini turned into 5 or 6, I don’t remember

I shoved my key into the lock and twisted listening to the kind of old medal move and the door opening. I peeked my head inside making sure that my mom had left and then pulled Benny inside.

for a bit. As I was doing so I heard a noise. It sounded like someone

I could hear mama grabbing something out of her bag and her heels on the hard wood floor walking back towards me "click clack click clack".

I placed my hand on the cold surface of my wooden nightstand, searching around for the source of that dreadful sound. My fingers brushed against my phone as I turned off the alarm.

“Hello! is anyone there?,” he called out as he walked towards the bell sounds. Alrick shut his eyes causing ice to encrust his lashes, and causing darkness in his vision. Distantly though, he heard a crunching. Were they footsteps?