Personal Narrative Essay: Dave's Room

I was riding my horse, in bad conditioned weather, it was raining and snowing with a little bit of ice on the ground. I was just minding my own business then I hear 3 bells the first one is a little loud, the second one was medium loud, and the third one was extremely loud. I started panicking and so I tied my horses reign to the hitch. I started panicking everyone was riding in their wagon trying to get home, but I stopped to see what was going on in then I see John with a musket and I tell everyone to go home and lock their doors because this wasn’t going to end well. I went up to him and asked him, “what are you doing man, what is wrong with you, why are you doing this?” He replied and said, “I don’t know.” Then I said, “what do you mean?” he replied and said, “I don’t know what is wrong with me I think I need to go see a doctor because I don’t feel right at all I don’t even own this

At the barn, Jackson pulled out a black on white pinto named Duke and handed the reigns to Frank. Next, Jackson saddled Bandit and placed his rifle in the scabbard on the side of the saddle before grabbing two canteens off the shelf and handing one to Frank. After putting on his chaps and gloves with his belt knife secured to his belt, Jackson led his horse outside the barn and waited for Frank to catch up. Therefore, once Frank led his horse down the path to the road, Jackson put his left foot in the stirrup and in one practiced and fluid motion mounted his horse. Understandably, it took Frank a little longer to climb onto his horse, and in the meantime Jackson circled him, urging him to hurry up as well as showing off as he sidestepped his

And I was like, oh my gosh! So he, showed us how they worked. He threw them to the ground. So in the laundry room, we went inside. Down the basement-(not clearly enunciated) into the sewing room. It was a small sewing room(added a –d sound towards end). We opened the window. And a light breeze would come in. so we like okay that’s good, that’s good. The breeze wasn’t too – it wasn’t too windy. So we said perfect. We got a firecracker and we threw one done. Mind you, we were a little bit up a few stories. It didn’t work, so we lit the firecracker. And the first one, it didn’t work. It didn’t explode. Were like hmm. So we did the second one and then, “bfff!” it exploded. It was awesome. We were all so excited. And then we looked down. Who did we saw. We saw one of our night guards come with a flashlight checking all the windows. Oh, we were so nervous. So we had to hide. So we- we said- we’d hide in the sewing

I was only 2 when the dust bowl started. It has been 4 years since then. My family was already poor because of the drought and that we were farmers in Oklahoma. The bank was coming to take our house later today because we couldn’t make enough money to keep it. I was out in the fields and when I came back I saw a tractor get blown into our house, destroying it. A shock went through my body like I was touching an electrified car and I couldn’t move. I ran to my house and called out to see if anyone was inside. I didn’t hear anyone, but they could have been knocked out. I walked around and found a man on the floor. I tried to wake him up, but he wouldn't. I tried dragging him away, but he was too heavy. I slapped him so hard

What just happened? I sat at the window, wondering about what I just saw. It was 3 am when I woke up, in the middle of a thunderstorm. Carefully, I went to sit on the window seat to gaze at the dark, rolling clouds above. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Wait! What was that? It was a white horse. Standing in the pasture, staring right at me. He was calm, almost as if he was waiting for someone, or something. Suddenly, a huge lightning bolt flared. Momentarily, I was blinded. When I looked back at where the horse was, I was astonished. Nothing!! Where did he go? Still confused, I get back into bed and drift into a deep sleep filled with white horses galloping through the sky.

I am laying in bed trying to fall asleep, I couldn't. It is a very stormy night. I do not know why but for the 81 years that I have been breathing, I could never fall asleep in a storm. I was dozing off when all of a sudden I heard a big BANG. I have never heard that sound before. I got up to look out of my window, I couldn't see much because the rain was pouring so hard that it made everything disappear. The last time I experienced a storm like this was two years ago when I had to cancel my fishing trip with my best friend because a tree fell on his vehicle. I was disappointed that day because I closed down the lodge on the day before Memorial Day.

All I remember was a big bang that sounded like an explosion and i was in a room filled with smoke. It was hard to breathe, i was looking for the stairs. I found a door with the stairs, it was jammed, so I had to break the door. Fast enough, I saw a ton of debris blocking the stairs, burning in a big fire. I went to the door and fully broke it, and started shoveling the debris with the door.

Me and grandfather were on our way to New York, and suddenly we started to hear a “crack” and then a “pop” and I was then getting worried. Just a few minutes later we heard a “pop” again and we went down hard. We crashed, the horse just gave up and went down. The farmer, his wife, and the baby died in the crash and thankfully me and grandfather survived. We took our belongings and walked through the woods to find a village. We saw everyone working, running, and yelling. We found someone and we asked him, “where are we?” He then replied in a frightening tone, “Football State, Yellow fever is here now!” Then me and grandfather went into panic mode…

I drove out to the general that was given to me at about midnight. I got out of the car and to my surprise I saw no one, considering how popular the hayride was. I looked around for any signs of life, but there was nothing but the wind. Right, when I was about to give up I heard an eldritch screech come from behind me. When I turned, I saw

I lay down on my bed and look at the ceiling. I close my eyes, and just breathe in and out. I'm slowly feeling myself drift off to sleep, when there is a knock at my door. I opened my eyes slowly, and got up off of my bed with a groan.

Many times I would lie on my bed and listen to the rain hitting the roof outside my window and I could smell that rain, that’s a great smell. Other nights I would fall asleep in my bed as a cool breeze flowed through my bedroom leaving the air a little crisp, but oh so comfortable. On winter days, I usually had the window closed, obvious reasons. I would lie on my bed drawing cartoon characters, listening to

We are heading down a dirt path and Patrick is falling behind because of his head ach and his bloody leg so we switch bikes. This helps him go faster and it also benefits me because I like his bmx bike. We are on course to barely beat the storm. Over the bike ride home the tornado picked up and we were getting beat home. All of a sudden we feel a sharp just of wind that is coming from behind us. I am yelling at everyone to pick up the speed. Tommy brakes hard and skids to the right into the trees all of us follow. We are feeling the wind whistle because it is going so fast through the trees. The wind is holding us from moving I get everyone's attention by waving my hand in the air. I show that everyone should grab the biggest tree that they can fit there arms around. We all prayed that the roots of the tree would keep us in the ground. The wids is so fast I think

You're walking down the street, coming home from school, and all of a sudden you hear a shrill voice calling "Help! Help!" You run toward the voice and when you run about a block up the street you smell smoke. You look up and see a house totally engulfed in flames. You see a woman on the lawn of the burning building crying, "Help! Help! My baby's inside!"

After the long tiring day of work I thought I should take a nap. So I took a shower and went into my room for the nap. When I got into the bed I layed down and closed my eyes. As I started to fall asleep I hoped to have a amazing dreams . I fell into a deep slumber as the dream began to form.

I woke with a start at the sound of rumbling thunder. Rain patted on the roof lightly, but the sky was violent with roaring clouds. I couldn't remember the past night, mostly because it had been the same as the past few months: bleak and lifeless. I couldn't remember the last time I had left my house, oh wait, yes I could. But I try not to think about that anymore.