Personal Narrative Fiction

“Hey, are you okay?” I heard even though my ears were still covered. I looked up and saw Logan standing there, concern written all over his face. His girlfriend would be pissed. I lowered my hands and nodded. “Yeah. . . I'm fine.” It wasn't very convincing and he looked at me

"ME!" I fully came to consciousness with a scream and a realisation of the cold sweat that drowned my skin and the pain surging through my extremities. I loosed

I’m totally about to fall to the floor,” was the first thing to run through his mind. To him, it seemed like a solid three seconds before the crumpling began. His giant body fell down, down, and downward still until he was laying on the floor. The fall seemed to take forever, but looking at the game’s film there was only a two second delay between landing and being on the ground. Surely not enough time to think, then fall to the ground. While on the ground, he felt the pain throbbing in his foot, but an unfamiliar heat radiated from his outer ankle.

The momentum forces me to stumble down. I fall on my back, the air knocked out of me. I lay for a moment, attempting to catch my breathe. As I learn to breath again, a heavy thing falls on me. My vision is blocked as a handful of black hair lands on my face. Next to my ear is a set of lips.

On his way home from Baseball, Julian was thinking to himself about what he could do outdoors. Then he gets a perfect idea, "Lets go on a hiking trip and I'll invite some guys too!" Julian then calls some guys from his baseball team, Justin who is very layback and funny. He calls Ricky who is the captain of the baseball team and Jesus (who is called chuy)and he is more of the gentlemen type but if you get him mad, he could probably take out a trailer full of bad guys. Julian decides he'll call them tomorrow, the next day Julian calls Ricky first.

“Class, welcome to your first day of school. We are going to have some fun, but first thing first. I have a seating chart.”

"Imara!" I moaned in pain and felt my head. "Imara!" I dug into my pockets and pulled out my flashlight. I turned it on and shone it around. "Where am I?" Alister sighed in relief. "Why didn't you answer me? I thought you died." I was currently sitting in a half circle room that led only one way. "I don't know. There's only one path." I stood up expecting pain but my leg felt normal. I patted my arm and again everything was fine. "How long was I out?" I pointed my light into the tunnel. "A while."

I went out the place and sat in her car. "Maybe some music will help me consume all of this." Sky clicks the radio on.

I cleared my throat to be able to speak loud enough for me to hear. "What are you doing?"

There was still the option that Lacey hired someone to kill Sean. Would their spirit want to remain here to avenge their death?

I scream in fake pain, falling forward into Jagger before going completely limp. Jagger’s arms catch me, pulling me against his chest. The electric shock lasts for a few more second and then stops. Footsteps approach from behind me as Jagger pulls the metal rods out of my back. It takes all my self-control not to flinch. Those were in deep.

The dark wolf looked up from his coffee, his mind snapping back into reality. The warmth of the paper cup felt soothing upon his paw like hands. His thoughts had drifted elsewhere from the conversation thinking about alternative realities in contrast to the one he lived in.

He has no mother? I couldn't believe it. I was in a state of shock. Why would Jerry lie to me? I began to cry and immediately left the orphanage. Took my keys and drove. Just drove. I didn't know where I was going, I just needed to get out of here, this town, this state, this country. I felt betrayed. Tears rushing down my cheeks, my eye makeup all over my face. I was a mess. After about an hour, the sky was pitch black and I decided to go back. There was no point in running away. That little boy shouldn't affect my life whatsoever.

Anyway, back to Spencer. I was leaning against the wall, and then I someone ran into me. I stumbled and fell sideways, right into Spencer. For a couple seconds I couldn’t figure out what happened. All I knew was my head kinda of hurt and there was beer spilled all over my shirt. Someone held out a hand and pulled me up. That someone was Vivian. At the time, the only thing I knew about Vivian was that she scared the shit out of me. Two years prior to that day, she looked a lot like Alice, actually. Cute blonde hair, bright blue eyes, wore little dresses to school. Then she changed. She died her hair black, got a nose piercing, and I hadn’t seen her in a dress since. I hadn’t even talked to her in several years when she pulled my beer-soaked

We semi-finished our meals and I was shocked. He actually did remember. Macoroni and cheese. Specifically what I oredered that day, the first day we met. Three years seems so far.