Personal Narrative : A Short Story

On a cold December morning snow blanketed the ground while a frozen mist masked the trees. Only the very tops could be seen. I stepped outside and inhaled the clean, crisp Texas air. Still half asleep, I walked to the truck feeling the soft powder compact beneath my boots and the snowflakes melt as they hit my skin. It was the time of year that I had been longing for.

“Whatever,” she said as she looked away, pretending to be occupied by looking at something outside of the car.

“He is coming to arrest us, let’s get out of here,” the driver said, squealing the tires as he pulled out onto the highway at an excessive speed.

“What did you just say?” Mrs. Strauss demanded, her left foot firmly planted on the brakes, causing the car to abruptly stop.

Tina followed the man's car and told the dispatcher exactly what was going on. She relayed the license plate number and the type of car. In fear, she begged the dispatcher to get the police there.

One of the policeman stood next to him and asked, “Why did you take the bikes?”

It was a foggy night. Charlie’s mom had to go to the grocery store and Roddy insisted that he should drive. Charlie’s mom had no idea they had been drinking. Charlie’s father needed Charlie to help him with chores, so he had to stay home. Roddy got in the driver’s seat, Charlie’s mom in the passenger seat, and Carrie in the back. They drove for 5 minutes or so when Charlie’s mom told Roddy to keep going straight. He did, but right through a stop sign. They got

Heidi was woken up by the van making a sudden jolt, throwing her against the car once again. It was pitch black and Heidi couldn’t see at all. She heard movement and realized she wasn’t alone.

They stood watching like how a predator stalks its prey before the kill. What they were about to be told was going to give them both a shock. The police officer explained to the two tired and sweaty boys what had just happened moments before the game had started, an accident. He told the boys to be careful before proceeding out of the parking lot because of a number of pedestrians watching the procedure of the paramedics who had been called to the scene. The police officer walked away without another word. “Let’s check it out.”, Zefram said. “No, we better get home.”, Ryder replied. “We will let’s check it out the first man.”. “Fine.”. As the two walked towards the cars they could smell the gasoline and the smell of burning rubber. It had started raining and the smell of cement also filled the air. Zefram noticing a familiar looking car asked, “Hey, do you recognize that car Ryder?”. “Hey, that’s Siah’s c-”. “Boys this is a scene of an emergency we need this area clear.” a police officer stated as he walked up behind the boys. They boys moved. Curiosity getting the best of Ryder, made him question, “Officer who was involved in the crash -- in this car?” while he pointed to Siah’s car. “It was a girl around 17 or 18, she had been texting a boy named Ryder something like, Hey I’m sorry I was so pissed earlier can we meet now? XOXO ;D”. “However she never sent it though.” ,

One night, a woman is driving home from work on the interstate. As she is driving it begins to rain, not an overly hard falling rain, but enough to dull her vision a little bit. Her wipers are working fine, and she can see the road clearly in front of her. She approaches a curve in the road, as she comes through the curve there is a truck broken down on side of the road. As she gets closer to the vehicle, the truck begins to roll into her lane right in front of her. She brakes very hard, but since the road is wet from the rain, she slides into the truck and injures the driver and damages the vehicle. She is arrested.

The light went out as the passenger side door of the car shut. “Do you want me to drive somewhere”? The driver said.

"When he opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, 'Come' And out came another horse, bright red. Its rider was permitted to take peace from the earth, so that people should slay one another, and he was given a great sword" (Revelation 6:3-4) That was the quote my brother always said, he attributed it to our father. I never understood why until I turned ten, that was when the verse was burned in the back of my mind for the rest of my life.

Calling the police, Brian yelled, “Someone let the damned air out of my tires, and I want to make a report on vandalism.”

Arriving home around 1:00, Marlene had taken the last packages upstairs and laid them on the bed. When someone rang the doorbell, wondering who could be, she looked out the window and saw two men dressed in suits standing in front of her door. Going down the stairs, she opened the front door, and asked, “May I help you?”

"You know what? I will! What you just did was insane! I can 't believe you! You know what, hold on I 'm pulling into the parking area right now so that I can kick yo ass in person, and that other guy you were following too!"