Personal Narrative Fiction

Smith waiting frantically, “Gosh Isiah you scared me, you’re lucky I covered for you guys”

She walks to the centermost oak tree near Mason Hall, she finally has found the perfect shady spot on an 80-degree day. She passes the boy from her Psychology class and gives him a small smile. She’s taking a journey to a jungle she doesn’t normally observe, a place where many humans and animals inhabit. There isn’t a breeze and the air feels drier than usual. The Diag seems unfriendly today, as she sits down she’s nervous of her surroundings. She plants herself on a somewhat clean patch of grass and pulls out her shiny laptop. She is reading “Werner Herzog’s Conquest of the Useless” for her freshman English class. As she dives her way into the reading she starts to think about where she is, what is going on around her, and the journey that she is on. A bushy red squirrel approaches her, she’s confused why it’s coming so close and quickly gets up to escape its presence. “Why in the world is this squirrel so close to me” she thinks to herself. The girl moves from the tree but as she get up she starts to notice specific details she hasn’t before.

"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."

"Take her away she's worthless if you want her have her." my "father" says drunkenly. They take me away as I am kicking and screaming and crying. My heart jumps as I wake up realizing it was a memory. I look around noticing the the hard concrete walls and floors, the smell of mildew and the medal bars, made me realize I am in a cell now. At least I am away from the monster who took me. I heard people coming down so I layed down and closed my eyes listening to there conversation. " Alpha says she's special and she'll help us with the humans and vampires." Man 1 said. " How can she be that special she looks like all of his other fuck toys." Man 2 said.

"What does this friend of yours look like?" asked Judy, taking notes the entire time

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

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

She was late to her friend’s house. Her mind became so easily distracted by the mix of bright colors on the small, portable, handheld device. Jolted back to the reality of what little time was allotted for packing; she took purposeful grabs containing bare necessities for the night with the clock still ticking away behind her. One by one, Della dropped items into her black and white, polka dotted, drawstring bag. And then out the door- like a dazed New Yorker rushing through the station to get to the departing subway-- she left her modern yet plain house, only saying goodbye to her mother. Her father hadn’t lived there for years.

“Who am I? Hmm.” He was silent for a long time. “I guess you may call me the ghost of Captain McBride.”

“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.

I bite my bottom lip as I hiss, “Hmm, yes.” Shaun then gently inserted an ice cube into my soaked pussy. Immediately after placing the ice cube inside me, Shaun plunged his hard cock inside my cunt. The forcefulness mixed with the cold sensation caused me to jump as shivers ran through my body. “OH!” I screamed as I slowly rocked my hips back in place. Shaun with a firm grip on to my hips begins violently thrusting his cock in me. In and out over and over again, each thrust becoming harder than the last. The sensations of the ice freezing my cunt and the hot friction he is creating gives me a jolt of energy I never felt before. My pussy begins to tighten around his shaft as tingles of bliss swarm my twat. “Fuck yeah! More, please, fuck me

Helen looked down at it before pushing it out of the way and pouring some creamer into the coffee. "I swear, I don't understand how anyone lives like this. Grace, you need to come home. We can have some shippers pack up your things and have them delivered. You can stay with me and Angel until you get back on your feet."

They had Me Strapped into the chair. Fat, rugged leather straps ran across my ankles and wrists binding my constricted body to the resting place of my sanity, or insanity. The room was the essence of blank. It reeked of alcohol, and control. The walls were cocaine white on a brand new car, not a speck of dust anywhere in sight. The ambience did not change even when the nurse opened the door. I watched as her face muscles didn’t move an inch as she looked at me. She was as blank as smooth rock on a pondside. I wanted to see what she had to say. Why wasn’t she speaking to me. Nurse ratched stood by and watched as my muscles started to swell from the strain i was expunging to try and break free. The old leather flexed up and down as the fibrous

Lying in bed, waiting for the raven-haired beauty to shower, Frank studied the dust particles swirling around in the sunlight beams entering the dark motel room through the slit in the curtain. For a brief second, the thought went through his mind, what would happen if Sandy caught him and Marlene together. The idea quickly disappeared as she came out of the bathroom, wrapping a towel around her slim body, smiling, and said, “Thanks, I need to go.”

Do you ever have that feeling when you are the only person in the world and you just want to lock yourself in your room and never come out? Hi, I’m Coleman and that’s how I feel every day since my uncle Ben died last year. I wish I could have that one special moment with him again. Sure-enough my wish of seeing him again will become reality.