Personal Narrative-Alistair's Home

I`m just an average 17-year-old girl named Violet Rivers walking home from hanging out with some friends on a Friday night but I had this strange feeling that I was being followed, I started to walk faster but then I heard a noise from behind the bushes. As the curious girl I am I decided to see what the noise was when I looked behind the bushes there was nothing there but all of a sudden everything went black.When I woke up the back of my head was killing me and I was in a dim room lit by a couple of candles with a weird smell and I was in a hospital bed with a small dresser next to it. I got out of the bed feeling a little dizzy, slowly walking to the door, when I opened it the hallway was so dark and cold so I grabbed a candle then cautiously moved at a slow pace down the hall feeling scared. There was a royal blue, old looking door that stood out from the rest of the old wooden doors, on the right side of the hallway towards the end, it was hard to open but I pushed as much as I could, then it swung open with the sound of squeaking hinges. There was a twirling staircase that leads far down, I followed curiously to see what was at the bottom. When I got

stand. I let out a little shriek of pain as I put weight on my leg. I glanced back and up to try and see

"More than anything, I just want you to know that there is more than one person you can lean on. You may have someone up their who you are relying on, but you have two incrediably strong sons who would never wish to see their mother in pain like this. Whatever the outcome we finally get your boys will be strong for you and in return I'm sure you will be strong for them."[/b]

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

When I woke up, I had no idea where I was, until seconds later when I realized almost everything in the room was white. My hair was pulled out of my bun and I was wearing a patient's gown. There was a lady in baby blue shirt with little snoopy dogs on it leaning over the bed with a clipboard in her left hand, and a pen in her right. The instant I moved my head to look around, I regretted it and let my head flop back down, then regretted that even more. My whole right side of my body felt like it was being burned and stabbed right there on the spot. I moaned and I heard my mom's voice, just a little too

I could feel a thin sheet of fabric on top of my weak body. As I regain my conscious, I could hear repetitive beeps next to me. I turn to my left to see a heart monitor. I could see each vibrant green line waving up and down. I was in a room of white. A white blanket, white furnishings, white walls, and white marble floors. When the realization that I was in a hospital, I begin to panic. Where is my family? Where am I? How long have I been out? Just as I was going to try to move out of the bed, an outburst of doors flew open and a nurse in white walked

There I lay quietly and still as my gun wound gets worse, I fell a breeze go across my face like wind on a stormy day I think to myself “am I going to die?” then I see in the distance a glowing light flashing red and blue continuously as I hear the sirens getting closer I start to fade. I’m awake sitting in a chair in the hospital then I check my body for wounds and but…found nothing as I walk down the hallway I suddenly remember that my mom was in the hospital for reasons I did not know I said to myself quietly “I’ll just go home and rest for now” as I walk out of the hospital and towards my car I see a white owl fly by some ones house and remembered I saw it in my dream just flashbacks of little glimpses from my dream I reach for my car handle and opened my car I sat down shivering in the cold night for my back window was broken, as I am diving I feel a slight pain on my lower back I stop at the side of a burger hut and check as the pain got worse I see guys getting closer wearing saggy clothes one pulls a gun on me…im laying on the floor…once again I am in the hospital chair this time I do everything over again not realizing it but there was a little ball underneath my skin.

I jolt awake. “Must have been a bad dream” I thought to myself. I looked around and was shocked at my surroundings. A destroyed hospital room. The paint on the walls is peeling and it smells like old sheets and medicine. The beds are covered in rust and pieces of the ceiling have fallen on the floor. The room is dark, but the sun is shining through the barricaded windows. I rip the needles out of my arms and struggle to stand up. I put on my clothes that were still neatly folded under the bed. I walk out of the room. There were blood stains on the wall and random hospital supplies thrown on the floor. My heart starts to race. I try to think of what could have happened. While I was thinking I was snapped out of my thoughts by a banging behind me. I turn around to see a door, bolted shut. I decide not to open it. I begin to walk

“Dad!” Was the only word that had rushed out of Russell’s mouth the instant he saw his father enter the room. And, once he finished hugging Cary he then added, “Have you found him? What did those people you arrested say?”

“I’m going to break you.” She said. “Every single bone in your body and once you recover, I’ll do it again if I have to.”

Around me were machines beeping rhythmically and the sound of a faint snore. Sylvia was there, sleeping in a chair next to me. I lied there on the hospital bed, enjoying my surroundings a while before she woke up. When she did wake she immediately hugged me, crying, and called the doctor in.

I opened my eyes to see nurses and doctors around my bedside. The bliss and serenity I had felt in the moments before... seemed to be the contentment they felt at the moment I opened my eyes. I had just survived a "Code

Natasha Romanoff smirks as she watches a wayward demi-god grimace at the sealed package of cup-a-noodles in his hand. He leans a hip against the island counter, habitually feigning nonchalance. However, as an astute student of body language she can read the subtle tension in musculature of his face. She pauses for only an instant at the entryway to observe him, confirming for herself again, that he actually is trying fit in here. She would never presume to mention it to Director Fury, not without a direct inquiry from him, but she had had her own concerns when S.H.I.E.L.D. agreed to take Loki on as part of some sort of Asgardian rehabilitation program. Now she’s less certain of her opinion. Not wanting to be noticed spying, she breezes into the common area and crosses to the refrigerator, perusing the offerings briefly before grabbing a bottled smoothie. She can feel

Out the window and down the fire escape, twenty floors was nothing at this point, and considering police would have to get here and go all the way up to the top, I was in the clear. As I slide down the ladder to the ground, I heard the sirens pulling up in the front, perfect timing, I walked out the alley, taking off my hoodie and slowly joining the crowd forming behind the cop cars. “The best place to hide is in plain sight,” something grandpa told me that I'll never forget, though considering I was a college student with a backpack in New York, blending in was a given. Making my way to the side of the crowd, trying to catch a word of what the officers were saying. “Suspect, average height, weight, witness says all they saw was a shadow going out the window.

"Ah," I groan out, my head feels like it wants to explode, and I know, even if I am able to lift this off of me, I can't because if I do I'll bleed out.