Personal Narrative: A Long Time

As I picked him up he twisted in air landing -perfectly balanced - on the ground, holding my arms. He clutched my claws so hard I was finding it hard not to cry. My first instinct was to run, get out before I turned out like my meals. I started to run away hoping to loosen my attackers hands, but he stood firm pulling my arms back.

I ran, my feet bloodied and aching, my ankle unsteady and shrieking in pain. I ignored it, gasping

He started to catch up to me, and eventually picked me up again. “Let me go you d*ck.” “Can you stop screaming for two minutes and let me explain.” “You need water and food before you go on a long journey.” You don’t get it do you huh. I started to tear up realizing that if I try and attack him again, I was not going to get anywhere. His forehead was getting redder and redder each time I looked at him. “My nephew is all alone with my friends and they have no way to defend themselves at our camp. I need to be back there. I can not leave

"Ow!" I yelp in pain. My knuckles throbbed, Matt ran quickly to my side. It was obvious he wasn't as far away as I thought.

They began closing in from both sides, the only way out being straight ahead, continuing down the road. I kept pace with the others, dodging and jumping, until I heard Musa grunt and hit the ground. I stopped and ran back towards him, helping him up. He had tripped over a stretcher, and it looked like his knee and arm were bleeding pretty badly.

The tail punctured the creatures back and it let out a loud treacherous wail. I flinched and covered my ears.

The world was spinning, I’ve been hit, this was the end. Without a thought I pulled the trigger, I saw three of him, but I knew that If I could end it I would. I wanted to be remembered a hero who saved our race, died in the battlefield. As I fell back a smile crept into my face as I heard a loud grunt, I did it , I killed him. I was ready to hit the hard concrete floor as our troops came out of hiding, but I fell into something delicate.

He watched Surefire’s refection in the glass, as she took the syringe from Raven and held it up to her eyes. “My blood is in this.”

I could tell Tim felt bad, he wanted to warn him. He kept on saying that the man had done no harm, I could have warned hm. I had to tell him that this is the war and that he had a perfect kill. Also that he is a soldier, so he should shape

"Stay down, bitch." He obviously considered me his enemy, but that would never change even after I did what I knew he expected me to do. He let go of my hair and moved his hand to his waist. As soon as he let go, I slumped onto my right side.

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He looked at me for a moment, then looked away. The tapping of his foot had become rapid and chaotic.