Personal Narrative Fiction

Letting Bass talk her into getting dressed, Charlie ventured hesitantly down the stairs to have dinner with her family.

I didn’t sleep at all last night, even after Felix returned to bed. My new senses and abilities wouldn’t let me. There’s danger everywhere in this place but there’s something else that’s making my senses go crazy and I think I have some idea of what it is. The nuclear bomb. It’s making my senses go crazy. Everything yells danger at me and to run. I know it’s going to blow up soon and that makes me a might bit grumpy. So when Jensen pulled me to the side in the morning, I was not the mood to be lectured, not that he has the right in the beginning.

Judith ignored him and head back down to the kitchen remembering her tea and breakfast. She kicked aside a few items in her path and looked behind her as if asking him to follow. Ronan shook his head in disbelief. “This girl doesn’t fear

The airplane was crashing, as usual. No matter how many times it played out, she always ended up here, plummeting to her end, pinned against the back of the seat. She never reached the end of the dream; every time she'd jolt awake, just before the plane was crushed into the ground. Whenever she closed her eyes, Emily found herself haunted by this nightmare; alone and terrified. It was worst when she would wake sprawled across the same seat she'd been in while she dreamt. As the wings of the plane tore away branches of the forest below, Em woke with a start. That night, JJ sat in the seat across from her, watching her worriedly.

Her tight passage is drawing my seed, forcing its release but I hold myself motionless deep inside and wait for her eyes to meet mine begging more from her still. “Marry me Alessandra. Marry me and let me show the world that you’re mine.”

“Can you tell us your name?” A female voice said as it jolted me back to consciousness. As my eyes adjust to the bombard of light I wince in pain. I sat up and looked at my surroundings in shock. I am strapped to a stretcher as I being carried into an ambulance. In front of me is a destroyed building along with several other hurt civilians.

“Because I don’t focus. Maybe you can, but every time I think, my mind zings a million miles. I can barely do my taxes.”

My body felt limp and useless as his hands traced the outline of my arms, making my skin shiver with delight. His fingers felt delicate against my soft skin, and I soon felt my eyes fluttering close as I let myself relax. There was a first time for everything, wasn't there?

Fran stopped and pointed to their right and told them, "We go this way now." He walked into the thick trees and they followed after him.

He sits beside the pool both feet in the cool water; the same place Oliver sat all those weeks ago. The scene is so similar to that day, ironically so, the weather, Elio's fretting. Is it really better to speak than to die? His mother thought so, he did to, but now he realizes his feelings don’t just affect him anymore. He pulls at the collar of his, no Oliver's shirt and breathes in the scent that is beginning to fade.

Three hours ago I was leaving the house with Danny and dad for a driving lesson, I was laughing and joking around with the people I love most. Yet in less than one hour it all went to shit as I watched both my parents get taken away from me and my brothers. I didn't ask Logan where we were going, I didn't really care. The only thing I can think about is the fact that I should have helped my parents, I could have forced Logan to turn around or jump out of the car like a superhero and save the day.

“Haley, hurry up, you’re taking forever!” Kyle said. He was twelve years old with black hair and blue eyes. The family had planned to take a vacation and everybody was hurrying to get going.

A family of four woke up one morning and they were very bored. After having breakfast and watching television for a couple of hours, they decided that they wanted to go camping. They then packed their bags and loaded everything and everyone into the car, to go drive and look for a nice place to stay. They found a nice little cabin that fit the four of them. Once they cleaned up the cabin they went out to keep warm around the campfire.

River was shocked. No Vampire had ever asked for death. It was hard wired into their DNA to survive no matter what. It was how and why Saint Valentine had created them. They were created to survive anything war, disease, famine anything this world could throw at them. “Edmond, what about Andrew? You know he will perish without a Vampire to serve.”

When Hazel went in the woods this time, she saw a big path. She followed it deeper into the woods and got lost. She kept