Personal Narrative Essay : Personal Experiences

I quickly turned the corner into a dark alleyway in an effort to lose whatever was chasing me. Almost immediately, I watched as a dark shadow crept into the alleyway in my direction. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. The figure came closer and closer until I could smell the familiar, musky scent

The forest gave me a peculiar feeling as I entered. This was because there were no forest animals making noise or motion. But, I continued on walking. As, I was walking I noticed a silhouette appear across a tree. The silhouette

I thought I heard a branch snap, but I told myself it was a moose -when I think about it now I realize how much of a idiot I was- I guess you can say I'm not use to the woods you see I'm a New Yorker, and kinda not good at telling what animals belong where... Then I got snapped out of my thoughts by a growling behind me. I turned around my heart beating out of my chest. There stood a black dog, but it looked unreal. It didn't have those caring eyes of a dog or mysterious eyes of a wolf. I knew this was not good. I took out my dagger as the dog was circling me it charged. I did a front flip over the dog slicing the dog on its back. This making it growl, and attack again. I climbed the tree using it for force to help me kill this thing. It jumped and as it did and jumped down turning in the air killing the dog with the dagger landing with one knee of the ground. The other as if I was sitting and my dagger facing the tree I just jumped

My whole body flung across the forest and it felt like someone was stabbing me with a bunch of knifes on my right leg. My head started to hurt, like a migraine had babies and they were scattering through my whole head. I saw a speck of light coming towards me, and all went white.

We kept walking and we saw another trail but it looked really spooky so since we weren’t scared we followed the trail through a dark forest it was something else , we heard some scary noises from the woods we were so scared that we started running like we usually do when we hear something scary it was really amusing . We continued to follow the trail it was really peaceful we saw big pond and houses far away in that particular spot it looked so beautiful I could just faint that's how beautiful Mother Nature was for the second time , we kept walking and walking we saw a deer it was radical and was making weird noises though it was really funny , we kept walking we saw big pond and there was a long bridge there was water from the pond on the bridge a little bit my friends thought it was funny to start splashing it to each other then I saw a black thing in the water just wiggling and I realized it was letch I screamed so loud "ahhhhhhhh" while panicking we decide to go back home before we see more surprising #scary things along the

I had been at it since 7 o’clock in the morning, my body aching for rest. My father paid for the Ballet Lessons to teach me more discipline,

I say not realizing I was crying my face was soaked with the familiar feeling of tears which I have known all too well I sniffled..I heard footsteps behind me, I blocked them out I wanted nothing to do with any humans or demons or half breeds what ever noting to do with anything with a heart beat...I than heard a growl my eyes widened and than I realized it I had no weapons nothing to protect myself

So I was walking down a pathway when I see a Shaggy animal that looked like a dog, but it was much bigger with yellow fur and sharp gleaming teeth. The animal was tied to a tree. I was so perplexed at the animal that I did not see the guard that running and screaming at me “Don’t touch it! Don’t touch it!”

When I opened my eyes I was in the town square. My house wasn’t to far away, and I could tell my mom what happened. When I turned the corner I couldn’t see my house as I got closer I started to freak out because my house was gone.

As I tromped through the thick woods, I got the same warmth radiating from the forest. The sunlight danced, even through the still pine needles above me. I listened, hoping to hear a crunch of a twig, or rolling of pebbles beneath Adam’s feet. Nothing. I stopped and waited, listening. Still listening, again nothing. “Adam! Adam where are you!?!” I called into the forest. My voice echoed of of the thick trunks of the trees. The feeling of panic spread throughout me. I quickened my pace, anxious to find Adam. After walking for a few minutes, I realized I had wandered farther than I ever had before. I spun around, trying to remember what direction I had come from. After debating with myself, I decided to head back downhill. Slowly going along, trying to decided if I was going the right direction, I heard a low sobbing. My first thoughts jumping to Adam, I screamed his name. With no response, I quickened my pace. I spun around and there it

At that point I knew that it was right there, right next to me. It's red,scary,nasty eyes were staring at me. I was so scared and I wanted to scream. But for some reason I just didn't. Know it was closer. If I turned my head it would be right in front of me. I wondered what it was, hopping that it wasn't a coyote. I was thinking that if I hadn't of dropped my flashlight I would have seen the coyote and would have left and not be in this position. I knew something bad was going to happen when I heard a lot of little, tiny feet sneaking towards me with their bright red eyes. Now I realized I was a goner. Could I outrun them? But then I heard a huge roar. “Uh Oh” I said at this point I was crying but I was trying to be quiet so the animals couldn't

I step back from the bathroom mirror, and I grab my hair straightener to straighten the wavy hair that I got from my Dad. My hair is the colour of caramel and my eyes are deep brown just like my Dad’s. My broad shoulders, which I never liked, I also got from my dad. The amount of times people have told me I look like my Dad had little effect on me. My mom interrupts me while I straighten my hair.

“Dude, what are you doing?” Zach yelped, scurrying after his friend, tripping on branches. Earlier that evening, Carson, Zach, and a few other of their friends were hanging out at the annual Halloween bonfire. They were heading home when one of the boys decided they should take a shortcut, taking an alleyway behind the grocery store that cuts to a bumpy run down street littered with trash and cracks. Coincidentally, this winding road cuts a corner through the forest, emerging on the other side of town. Wandering along the pothole laden street, the wind starts howling, and the group hears a strange noise from amongst the trees, snapping branches and crunching leaves. Stopping, the boys peer in every direction, but notice nothing except the trees in the pale moonlight.

My shoulder was spewing out blood like a water works, but then used a piece of cloth that I had in my pocket to reduce the bleeding. Then I kept running just to get to a dead end the lions were following me,then I saw a hole in the wall I jumped into that cramped space and then put a rock blocking it. Then I discovered that the hole turned into a tunnel and then I ran out of there as swiftly as I could. I slid down the mountain now the sun was blaring down like a fireball,I checked my watch it was 10:00 am then as I headed back i saw an unsettling shadow it was the same shadow i saw last night, i hid in the brush but it came closer and closer then i could see it was a person glaring over me it looked like a sketchy person. At that moment he picked me up by my collar, and dragged me into the forest,the deeper we went everything changed the trees began to twist and die and there was no sign of wildlife. Then as he dragged me he stuck my collar onto a branch and told me he would be back.

One day, we were camping in the woods. We set up camp only in the fringe of the forest, but still surrounded by trees on all sides. It was night, around midnight, we were telling ghost stories, but it was just me, my friend and his dog, and my grandpa. My grandpa was just starting his story, “One time, long ago, there was a boy and his dog, wandering the forest here…” here his voice got an eerie tone, which I never heard before, and still gives me the chills today, and he continued talking. “The dog heard a noise, like a twig snapping, and ran, the boy tried to chase his ferret, but ran head long into a strange fox, red eyes, black fur, and the boy wasn’t seen again. The dog, unaware of what happened, returned home, the fox is said to be still around this forest somewhere,” a pack of wolves howled in the distance, giving me goose bumps, my friend scooted closer to his pet, a green and white cat, uneasy. Suddenly, I saw a black shape moving in the darkness outside of the fire light, it looked at me, red eyes flashing in the light of the fire, and then disappeared into the dark forest. Grandpa was saying we should get some sleep, but I was too nervous to sleep from the image of those eyes fresh in my memory, so I stayed up most of the night reading and thinking about what I saw, until I fell asleep, book open next to me. The next morning I exited the small two person tent. It had me, my friend, and his cat, all in one tent; it got cramped in the