Personal Narrative-Emacophia

A thing was crawling out of the forest. It came darkly, uncertainly. The shrill scream that rose before the beast was like pain. The beast stumbled into the

The beast limped towards me, its eyes glowing red like the color of my blood, adrenaline pumps quickly throughout my body, it charges, hooves clacking along the cold dirt floor, its shaggy fur dripping with warm crimson blood. My breath is fast as I leap towards it, dagger raised. It punctures the soft skin, tearing the flesh of its bony chest. I follow the pattern; leap, stab, tear, duck, roll, aim for thigh and roll again. It howls in rage and leaps at me, its claws outstretched, I hold out my blade as it crashes into it, the knife reaching its' now motionless heart. Another comes at me, wanting to seek revenge for its fallen brother. It roars, spikes flaring in and out of

As we hiked along Tijana and I pointed out red pandas and other animals along the path. Once we got to where the door was I told Tijana of the door that we stood in front of. He didn’t understand what I was talking about. So we walked back down to the village. Tijana must have thought that I was crazy because we didn’t speak the whole way down. After I had dropped Tijana off at his house I decided to go up to the door again. Tijana was not coming with me for he was to much of a burden. Once I got up to the door I heard growling and there was a tiger right about 25 yards away from me. I froze because he could have killed me right then and there. The only option was to go through the door so I took that way out. Slowly, I grabbed the key and unlocked the door and in one swift motion I quickly slipped through the

We traveled through the humid wetlands and marshes, taking tallies and notes of the many species here. We were all dirty and smelled just like the animals here. All of our crew stepped through huge clearings of murky water, and we stumbled upon a new creature: what we call an alligator. I have seen it with my own eyes, a long beast with a mouth larger than Augustine’s. We attempted to take notes of it. In fact, there forced me to do the primary observation. They all decided to leave me with this animal. I could not believe it, but I was alone with the beast. And then, as I tried to come closer to it, in an act of sheer bravery, it snaps at me! Then, I started chasing me! I ran away, and I made leagues of distance away before I would stop. I began to relax, until I realized that I no longer had any idea where I was. I was out in the wild, just like the savages. They were no people, no oxen or boars to eat, only what looked like thousands of foreign trees inhabiting an enormous amount small creatures, from rabbits to squirrels and beetles to mosquitos. There was no where and no one to go to. I was lost and had to fend for my own self. I spent two days, May 1st and 2nd all alone, starving, drinking water when I could. I thank the Lord for my cunning survival. At one point, my gun ran out of bullets

On a Saturday morning, around 10am, my family was getting ready for my niece’s (Maritza) 4-year-old birthday party. After 12:30pm we were already at my sister’s (Adele) house, ready to give my niece a hug and her annual present. At the moment Maritza wasn’t home, so I stalled for a bit. Chatted with their neighbor, few high school friends, and their wife’s. Finally, she showed up along with her father. The first person she hugs is me, I’m her favorite uncle, according to her, as she hugs my legs and looked up and says, “hey uncle J.” I replied “hey?” with a bit of a curiosity on my mind. Her lip had a big red lump. I managed to not ask her what had happened on her lip. I’m thinking it’s a “I fell down” type accident. The party went off, and

Ignoring me, he continued, "She broke up up with me because I bought her a simple neclace for her birthday not the diamond bracelet she wanted."

The girl reached the clearing, sighing of relief, but she was far from safe. Leaving the bushes and trees behind meant that the creature wouldn't be able to hide, its camouflage rendered useless, but it would also have freedom to move. The birds stopped their chirping, and just the buzzing of mosquitoes in the nearby pond broke the silence, not even her breath could be heard. The predator, a long lizard-like being covered in kaleidoscopic feathers stumbled out of the vegetation, its six legs moving in unison, its size almost equal to an Earthly horse. Its short tail, able to snap a small tree whipped the earth. The jaw, who could maim her in a bite, clicked in anticipation.

Last winter, I went on a camping trip in the woods. As we unpacked our tents, I couldn’t believe what I saw. Two red eyes glowing right at me behind a bush. They were getting bigger and bigger the closer the creature got to us. We usually go camping in this forest, but this was the first time I saw something strange here. My stomach churned as I noticed the bush starting to rustle, alarming me that the creature will jump out and kill us. ¨Hey Matt, do you see those big, glowing, red eyes too?¨ I whispered, still looking at the creature hidden behind the bush. Matt, my best friend, was too busy fighting the cloth of our tent because he got his legs somehow stuck.

Feeling the heat on my skin, I sat there staring at the fire. I watched as all the women in my village worked together to cook dinner. Hearing the laughter and conversations between everyone is what I loved. Looking out at the moon and listening to the sounds of the Everglades. I was pulled away from my thoughts when I heard my grandmother’s scream. We all looked over and saw her running towards us in a panic. She tried to tell us what happened, but all I heard was “It looked at me.” The men in our village had just returned and were quick to get their guns. So frightened, I ran to my chickee hut to get my older sister, but I stopped in my tracks. Right in my path was the large beast and looking at me.

My confidence was nothing more than fear and mere hope that I escaped my current predicament unharmed. In a span of what seemed like an instant, the beast had ripped open the building entrance from its latches and grabbed me. His strength and quickness left me paralyzed and unsure of what to do. I could feel my body being ripped apart, and the very life I was going to drain from his eyes was currently being drained from mine. His teeth were sharp and unforgiving on my body. I could feel every limb torn from my body and could not help but wonder is this is really how I am going to

She carries symbolic bracelets and tangled up headphones and torn playbills. She carries crumpled sheet music, a highlighted play script, a rusty gun and holster, an old calculator, worn out journals for writing fragmented lyrics, passionate feelings, unforgotten memories, and so much more. Twice or three times a week she carries packets of law and a lunch that was packed that morning. She carries a water bottle that is always half empty, or much like herself, half full, depending on how you see it. Wyatt carries the priceless shark tooth necklace she gave him, locked away somewhere unknown. Hannah carries the cheap but meaningful books that she gave her, unread but still valued. Her mother carries the candy she gave her, hard but sweet, a reflection of her soul. Something they all carried in common, was that they all carried something that was given; taking turns, they carried pieces of her shattered heart.

Cecelia, thank you for an interesting post. At the age of thirteen, I used to hear the word, “jeez”. Not knowing what it meant, practiced it several times myself when I felt the need to, or it just came out, until one day it slipped out in front of a very religious lady. That was a mistake on my part! She just about ripped my head off. I was confused and wondered if had said something wrong, as I did not mean it in a swearing context. I knew full well that I wasn’t allowed to swear. Out of respect for the lady, I resorted to not question her, part of my upbringing. Not knowing the relevance, I became even more curious to find out the basis of her getting offended. Then one day I worked up the courage to ask one of my Caucasian classmates who

James continued slowly, unable to see anything until a sudden bright spark of light ripped a hole into the dark abyss. Abruptly his nostrils flared up with the horrific stench of rotten meat. Peering through the bushes he saw an ancient creature, standing at ten feet tall with a green armoured body, around a campfire with an intimidating posture. James crouched behind the dense bush mesmerised at the magnificent beast. Without warning the beast charged towards James. His chest thumped ferociously, and sweat draping of his skin. Startled at the monster, he sprang up, yet he was unable to run away from the monstrous

The moment I awoke, I found myself soaking wet but looking around me I knew it wasn’t raining. It was actually very dry. I was in a place I’ve never seen before. I was scared. As I explored the place, I saw some deer, I was going to run at it as fast as I can, but right then I didn’t I realised have my lucky spearhead, bow and arrow, I couldn’t even find a rock. I didn’t have anyone or anything. I realised I had to begin from the start. It was hard finding big rocks but I eventually found three rocks that were the perfect size . I made only two spearheads though. It was time for me to find small animals. I found some wild boar , I knew where I was. Since I was one person and I had one huge boar, it lasted me about a week almost. After a few days while I was sleeping and something took it. I went out for more food. Eventually I was able to kill a bobcat. At first it was hard to carry since I was already pretty far away from where I started. When I had the the boar, I didn’t even try moving when since it was so heavy so I just made my little den right on the spot. After a while I started to get bored of the same place so I go on my

Motioning the party back as they surged forwards in anticipation, it began scrutinizing both sides of the ravine that lead down to the river. Seeing nothing, but unconvinced, knelt and began a more intense study of the places an ambush predator would most likely be lurking. Only this delay didn’t sit well with others behind it. Annoyed by the grumbling the leader turned and fixed the offenders with an glacial glare followed by a low menacing growl, vanquishing any further descent. Distracted by this impatience, it became aware of a sharp pain in both hands. Glancing down, the leader realized that it had absentmindedly been gripping its clubs so tight that,blood had started oozing out between the its fingers. Fully recognizing the