Personal Narrative : Christmas Shopping When It All Happened

Then, I heard footsteps getting louder and louder, so quickly hid in the closet. I could hear my heart beating faster and faster as the person kept getting closer. About an hour later, I saw a shadow of a strangely shaped person leaving the room and locking the door. I was relieved and scared at the same time, I didn't know how to get out. So, I first tried to escape out of the black and blue colored window. It was very hard to open,

And all of a sudden we hear the high winds screeching creepily from outside our house, the branches were loudly scratching and scraping against the house loudly. As I looked around I got more and more freaked out. There were boxes everywhere creating shadows from our flashlight and creating darkness that the flashlight couldn't fill. My entire family was scared, as scared as a chipmunk would be if a lion was in it’s tree. My Dad was searching for something in a sea of darkness, my mom trying to comfort my now crying siblings with a horrifying worried look on her face and me thinking to myself, When will it be done, what damage will it do and Oh No. As I thought I heard something crack from outside of my house, and then

It was a cold Friday evening, i was walking home from school and i heard a scream coming from my neighbors house. i walked up the drive and knocked on the door, but nobody answered. i slowly opened the door and creeped in.the house looked empty. i looked around and noticed a blood trail leading to the upstairs hallway. in the hallway there was a kitchen knife on the little corner stand by the stairs. i grabbed the knife just incase i got attaked. i heard crying coming from the other side of one of the upstairs doors. when i opened the door the first thing that i saw was a body lying on the floor and a young girl was hovering over it crying.She looked lke she was either 3 or4. The girl said “ i had to or he would have killed me.” i examoned

I was walking along the sidewalk on a brisk Autumn night as leaves crunched beneath my feet. Eerie fog rolled out along the road and brought a chill down my spine. I began to pick up my pace as I wanted to get home as fast as possible. The streets looked like a ghost town, no one was outside and only the dim streetlights lit my path. I took out my cellphone and attempted to call my mother, but it went right to voice mail. Just as i was pocketing my phone I heard a disturbing cackle. At that moment I began sprinting not wishing to stay and find out who or what made that sound. I was about half a mile from my house when I heard the disturbing noise again. Being in a pure state of terror I overlooked a pothole which I promptly stepped in and

As I was sleeping all I could hear was loud noises and screams, at first, I taught it was my annoying brother watching another horror movie, but then I could feel grains of sand falling on my face. Then I felt very hot and it felt like I was sleeping on something very hard and cold. I was too tired to wake up so I thought it was a dream at first, but then I could feel a hand shaking me and screaming for me to wake up. When I finally opened my eyes, I was beyond shocked. I was surrounded by men, women, and children running for their lives, bullets going through their bodies and a woman screaming at me in a language I've never heard but weirdly could understand. She was telling me to get up and run for my life that the enemies have arrived and that they were killing them. Funny enough that is what I did, but in the process, so many things were going through my mind, like how

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

It was dark whenever I woke up from my slumber. I was a very heavy sleeper so I knew that someone or something had woken me up. Looking around my room, I noticed a small glint of metal coming from across the room. I suspected it was just a necklace or something catching light from the full moon outside. Then, I fell back asleep without a care in the world. Suddenly I was jolted awake by the sound of a muffled voice saying "Hurry! Knock him out before he hears us!" Then I felt a large pain my arm from a needle and fell into a drug-induced sleep.

I remember being awaken by the loud commotion going on from the living room, so I decided to go check. I went out calling for my parents, but to my surprise, I only saw my mom on the phone crying from the reflection of a mirror. I wondered where my dad was. I got closer towards the living room and stood by the wall. I witnessed my dad sitting down on the floor having trouble to breath complaining about chest pain while my mom stood next to him. I closed my eyes in fear. I then heard something calling me to open my eyes. It was a siren that got louder and louder each second. I stood up and saw red lights shining through the window. There was a knock at the door and my mom went to open the door. Two men and a woman came through the door in navy

As I was finishing getting ready for class I felt and ice cold chill running down my spine. Goosebumps were going up and down my arms and legs as well. I was scared to turn around because I knew that either someone or something was gonna be behind me. But, when I finally  turn around, there was nothing there. I went to my closet door and opened it only to find my cloths. I closed it and just as I was about to turn around a voice, kinda like a mans voice whispered in my ear just my dorm bed.

Walking home, suddenly I realize that nothing looks familiar.. I get out my flashlight that I have in my backpack. When I turn it on it starts flickering. It eventually starts working and I just keep walking down the alley. “POW” “POW” “POW.” Gunshots?!? Why is there gunshots.Is there someone after me? Then my flashlight turns off, its pitch dark I can't see anything.Then I hear screaming “AHHHHHHHH.” I start running in a straight line because I can't see anything. All of the sudden someone throws a bag over my head and knocks me out. I wake up tied in a chair with just a light. Thinking to myself “Am I in a room?” Then someone just starts

The man and I had to move into a sub-par home. It was all we could afford, as we lost most of our money in the fire. As I was dusting the kitchen I heard the man approaching, screaming like it was the end of the world. I heard his footsteps come near, I felt his fist hit me in the back, he did repeatedly I screamed “Stop!” But he never did. It felt as someone was thrusting a knife in my back, in the same spot repeatedly. When the man left, I felt as I was going to die. I dragged my body to the bed, I laid down as I felt blood drip down my

I then realize that I'm not in my room anymore. Now I'm in a plain white area with a chrome table and chair. I am all alone. Hello? I get up and walk out the door. I walk out into a plain white hallway with no doors and no end in sight. I start walking. Then running. Then in an instant I’m in slow motion. I turn around and I see a ghost with streaks of blood running from edge to edge, but this ghost isn't wearing a costume. He’s chasing me. Why is he chasing me. Now he is yelling at me to stop. He says he needs to tell me an important message. I run and run and keep running for what seems like years. Bang! I smack into a brick wall. The impact sends me flying backwards. The ghost is upon me now. He is closing is on me. No, stop don’t do this, I yell. I scream as I jump out of bed. The cold sweat has soaked into my entire bed. It is all over my face and hands. I’ve been having this dream for two weeks straight. Every night the dream gets more and more vivid. Also every night, I have a stabbing chest pain when I wake up. I’m at the point to where I can’t even sleep. The lamp on my nightstand to my right flickers on and off. This only enhances my fear for the ghost. I look over at my clock. the numbers read 2:37 a.m. Then the lights become

The night of the first spirit was near to appear. Scrooge was stern but brave and patient. He waited,waited and waited, then a flash of light streaked across the colossal bedroom. There in his presence was a shining light of the beautiful spirit. Scrooge asked who was this mysterious spirit. The spirit spoke “I am the ghost of Christmas past “ of whose past spirit, scrooge said. “Your past “ the spirit once said. The spirit wandered around with scrooge of his Christmas past. At an instance they were in the hands of his old church. Scrooge said to the spirit “i remember this place” Scrooge felt something in his heart that he has not felt before in a long time, happiness. They traveled to another place that Scrooge has in his brain that stores

I felt a weight on my chest. It was heavy, as though an anvil had been placed right on top of my ribcage. I began to panic again when I started to have trouble breathing. I wondered if I was having an asthma attack, but even if I was, I wouldn’t have been able to take a breath from my emergency inhaler because I couldn’t move. I began to feel uneasy, and sort of sick. I felt bad for other people who have gone through these side effects. After a little while, I heard what sounded like muffled whispers. I was worried that someone had broken into my house, but at the same time, I doubted it. The whispers sounded like they were coming from right beside me. I looked around the room to the best of my abilities. I saw something in the corner. Something that I will never

It was already 11:30 my cousin finally went to sleep but I couldn't because I thought of the picture that always came to my head about a little girl killing herself, because of bullying and pressure in her school. Then I thought about the shadow and noises I heard. After a while it came to my head that the little girl was the shadowu and she was the one making all of the noises. After that thought I finally went ćc sleep. It was already 12:00am when I woke up of someone knocking in the door. I assumed it was my family because they were going to be home by then. As I went to look no one was there so I went back to