Personal Narrative: Flesh-Eating Murderous Involves

Fifteen year old Conrad Clark just came home from basketball practice where he was absolutely exhausted. He is the best player on his undefeated school basketball team. He lives with just his mom and only sibling Thomas after his father had recently been murdered by an unknown killer. As he approached the front door of his massive three story mansion located basically in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a lake and lots of wildlife, a gut punching feeling went through his body. He was remembering what had happened before he left for practice. He got in a huge fight with his mom about his grades in school, and was regretting some of the things he said. He goes through the front door and goes up to his bedroom on the third story. He lays down on his bed and he sees a note telling him that his mom and Thomas, are at a party and will be gone all night. He puts the note down and closes his eyes. About forty five minutes later he wakes up to his alarm going off. He turns off the alarm clock reading 10:30 p.m and is wondering why his alarm went off for no reason. He lets it go past him and goes down to the first floor and turns the television on. He turns on his favorite show, Criminal Minds, when Bang! At that moment Conrad knew that something bad

A deadly virus has spread through out my whole school and I’m the only survivor , I need a plan to escape. Most of the students and teachers left their laptops and phones here, my plan was to get every electronic device and play a certain song out load on every device. This will attract the zombies and I will be able to escape through the window. Once I jumped out I ran to my car and started the engine. My plan is to go to Walmart and then travel to Dicks sporting good for weapons every week. The top five things I’ll bring with me to say alive is food, water, weapons, health supplies, and people. If you want to survive a zombie apocalypse you have to be able to work with other survivors. I’ll hide in high ground due to the fact that I’ll have

It was February 12, 2006. My wife and I are about to get ready for the day we’ve been waiting for, we are finally going to seek justice for the man that killed my innocent 4 year old daughter. Since March 3rd I have slept absolutely none, but after today everything will be finished with.

Anna was walking home from her job thinking it's the same thing everyday I wake up go to my minimum wage job then go home nothing new. Anna finally arrived to her lonely small apartment she had no family ever since they died in a house fire last year, she walked inside and went to her fridge and pulled out some old chinese takeout from last week, and ate it while walking to the couch she plopped down on her couch with her food in hand and turned on the TV, she turned it on the news she saw that it was a serial killer on the loose in her area. It scared her a little but she thought what are the odds of him killing me. Anna turned the TV off and went to sleep, but she did not realize that she did not close her window. While she rested peacefully

“I remember I was waiting anxiously on a windy Friday 13th at about 2 or 3 to enter the Museum of Death, but since it was their Grand Opening there was a lot of people, as you would expect. As Shannon, my mom and I were waiting in line, we saw people that you would typically be the murderer or a serial killer in a scary, movie but we didn’t think much of it because it was a museum about death, what else was I supposed to expect.”

Your Honor, at this time I am urged to ask you why you are crying for these two men. Let us not forget the afternoon of May 21. After six months of planning the perfect crime, Mr. Leopold and Mr. Lobe coaxed the young Bobby Franks into their car while he was walking home from school. Once Bobby had been lured into the vehicle, Loeb bludgeoned the poor child over the head multiple times with a chisel. After finding that unsuccessful Loeb dragged Bobby into the back seat and forced a sock down his throat and waited for him to finally suffocate. After the murder, the two men drove the body to Wolf Lake where they poured hydrochloric acid over Bobby's face, abdomen, and genitals. Once they mutilated and dismembered the body, they discarded Bobbys remains in a drain, and then they drove home to write a ransom note and spend the evening playing a leisurely game of cards. And why? Why would these two scholars do something so sinister? Because they were bored. Because they wanted a rush. Because they could. Your Honor, do you still sympathize with these two murders?

Every day when I awaken to see shadows of your irregular heartbeat imprinted onto the bed sheets - but maybe that's just my imagination. For many years, you have disappeared from my side. Yet I can still feel your lingering presence.

Murder, Homicide, Manslaughter, I had gotten away with all of these crimes...Well not me, the other me. Well, you see I have Multiple Personality Disorder, and I have three personalities. First there’s me, just your regular depressed guy, second there’s Rapunzel,kinda feminine, the hopeless romantic who thinks someone’s actually going to get me out of here, and lastly there’s Alan the psycho, aka the one who got me stuck in here. Hi, I’m Alex Gaskarth, the son of the president, stuck in Mount Hope Asylum for the Criminally insane, this weird 10 story building, and haha lucky me for being on the top floor…*note the sarcasm* yea thanks for that Alan.

One day I discovered what I could not discern from that musty old tome you all have been playing with. I made this essential discovery during a case which involved the murder of a middle-aged soccer mom and her child. At this point in my career I had made a lot of friends within the law enforcement community. When they suspected a clown was involved in a case, they called me in for my expertise on the matter. How ironic that they rejected me for being clown obsessed, but now they were paying top dollar for my services.

Lurid means vivid and unpleasant. Lurid was a word on a weekly vocab quiz I took the week I first visited Simon’s Rock. Lurid was a word used casually (and properly) in a passionate discussion about a Rococo painting, The Swing, in an art history class at Simon’s Rock.

"Okay people we've got to get started with this meeting, we're wasting time! This man is out there right as we speak, who knows what he's planning!" chief of the deputy, Brian Snark exclaimed frantically while pointing out the window of the boardroom.

Mary was on her way to the grocery store when she saw Frank out in the front yard mowing his overgrown grass. He waved for her to come over because they needed to talk about the upcoming block party, but she didn't have time just now. As she got into her car, Mary said Call me tomorrow. Wait! Frank jogged over. I have to get going, Frank. We can chat tomorrow. Well, I just wanted to ask you if we should get veggie burgers, too. I thonk we should have some options for the non-carnivores.Of course. Sounds good.I have to run, but we can go over it all tomorrow on the phone.Oh, and should we get gluten-free buns, too? Uh, sure...Let's talk tomorrow. Ok? Ok. Later then. See you later

As I ate my Cheerios I wondered where my Dad and Brother where they had left last night without saying a word. My sister Kat was sleeping on the couch of our run down house, my mom was outside smoking her Camel smokes and, my other brother Dayrl was making breakfast in the kitchen. This is how things normally were but, Merle(the brother from before) was starting to act strange and he left us with our abusive Father more often and would come back a week later when he got back he said that he went to do some work but he wouldn't tell us what kind of work it was. A lot of times our Father beat us or mom he was an alcoholic but when we wasn't drunk he was a good guy. As I finished my breakfast Dayrl yelled from the kitchen. "Go wake up your sister!

When I was little, I used to love watching scary movies…well, it was a love/hate relationship. I would watch it and then be freaked out by the time I go to bed. I remember when the movie, “The Exorcist” came out, everyone except for maybe Ivy and I went to watch it. I remember hearing stories about people fainting and leaving the theatre…but if I can recall correctly, I heard that my mom acutally fell asleep in the theatre while watching. I can remember thinking, “Wow…how does she do that!” Well, you can guess who I would run to whenever I was