Personal Narrative Essay : A Walk In The Forests

After about another mile of walking, the girls came across two different paths, leading in two different directions. “Oh no!” cried Lori, “What are we going to do? I don’t want to get lost.”

Ever heard of the Appalachian trail, it’s 2,000 miles of wildness stretched of all you see.

We kept walking even though Kayla and I are mad we can’t get lost. The trail we were supposed to go on took us about 5 minutes. We had an hour and a half to spare so we decided to walk around a bit more. Connor took us somewhere where the hills were so treacherous we couldn’t see the top.

Carole and I were fleeing with urgency down the steep driveway, arms and legs pumping with fear. Which way to go? Down the reedy river path with potential snakes and the risk of being seen or the creepy drainage ditch? Looking back toward the house with rapid fire beats in our hearts, fear drove us forward. We searched to see how far ahead we were. Not far. Not as far as we needed to be, but he hadn’t appeared yet. The only logical way was through the rusty damp and dark pipes so we wouldn’t be seen. Our noses wrinkled with the disgust upon entry, filling our nostrils with a strong smell of mold and crud collected from storms.

I hear rustling to the right of us. I look over quickly to see if someone's there. “Brian and Molly, go check over there in the weeds, I think I hear something” I whisper to our best shots. The rest of us lay low until they come back. After a few minutes they return, “Nothing’s out there boss” says Molly.

The streetlights flickered every other minute, as the sun hid behind the clouds, keeping the town a bit gloomy. I continued walking, unsure of where to go, but desperate to get back home. As I walked, I could hear laughing children echo all around me, and then the indistinct sound of the melody of the song echoed along with them. Looking ahead, I saw something, or someone standing off in the

I’m soaring in the sky with the view of pure white mountains below with trees and small bodies of water surrounding the large rocks, I have my landing destination spotted in the distances, a spruce tree, but it will take me over an hour to arrive. I calculated the time it would take me to arrive at my shelter, but the wind is pushing me more and more southwest, making it extremely difficult to know how much time I will have before sundown once I land.

We finally reached our destination which felt like hiking the Appalachian Trail. We took a deep breath and scrabbled straight towards the bread aisle. Unfortunately, they ran out of Sunbeam bread, so we were forced to get the bread that made my organs to come out. Whole wheat bread!

The forest was silent. Too silent. Woods were supposed to be vibrating with activity, never quite calm yet still never active. The insects should be buzzing, the owls calling, the night wolves roaming. Nathaniel knew this, and it made him anxious. The only sounds that were heard were his footsteps, but he knew he wasn’t alone. He never was these days. He had felt someone following him for a few days, but he never bothered to go find them. He had thought that, if they wanted to kill him, they already would have tried in the dozens of occasions they had in a day, like when he was changing or when he had to go hunting. In those moments, he never was 100% alert, instead focusing on the task at hand. However, he had still never let his guard down, because

“What are you freaking out about dude?” In the woods we hear three engines starting and the lights get brighter. “Get the hell out of here and ride as fast as you can.” I start my bike immediately and went for the exit, Seth pulls up right behind me and is right on my tail. I slam my rear brake and Seth barely hits me and pulls up next to me. “What are you doing, get out of here.” I’m staring at the ground with terror in my eyes. Seth looks down and sees what I’m terrified of. It was something that makes you sick to your stomach. There was a siege of some sort. Something that looks like it came straight out of a demon hunting show. It was a circle with a star in the middle touching all sides with strange symbols all around it. Seth and I were to fearful to even touch the thing. We were so freaked that we sort of forgot how to ride for a couple of minutes. After what felt like a million turns, I finally snapped back. I try to get Seth’s attention but he says to keep riding. We headed for our circle (sandlot that we hang out in) and we try to get our thoughts together. Seth gets off his bike pacing back and forth. “What the fu** just happened, those guys were fu**ing watching that whole fu**ing time and

“I told you guys right was way to obvious.” Ray said with voice that makes you feel like you did something really bad.

It all started on one hot summer day riding in the Jeep with the whole family, windows were down and laughter was floating freely through the air. I can still remember it like it was yesterday; the temperature was about 87 degrees and the humidity wasn’t bad at all. As we were driving down the road, the top down on the Jeep and the radio playing as loud as it could go, my favorite song came on the radio, “Ride the Wind” by Poison. It is so amazing and it always helps when that right songs comes on the radio which sets the mood for the rest of the day. We even had our 6 year old dog with us. He’s always content with his head sticking out the back glass and his ears flopping in the warm breeze.

“I hope so,” Bristol added. Turning his head forward, he noticed Chandler and Sharon had stopped walking. As a result, he and the other five also stopped as well. After the two stopped walking, the three boys overheard Sharon asking Chandler, “Why are we stopping here?” Seconds later, they then heard Chandler reply, using a pair of binoculars, “Look ahead.” Hearing this, the others suddenly became curious as to what Chandler meant, and so they took a

“Well yes,” Hailey begins, “but I’ll probably just get freaked out and won’t be able to do it.”

As I left behind the somber forest, I now recognized an appreciation for nature that I did not realize I had. I now knew there was more to nature than just trees and animals, but also I found the