Personal Narrative Story : A Short Story

Katie met his glare with narrowed eyes. "What am I supposed to do?" She remembered the details of her nightmare. She had been in class when a girl had called her a freak. It had sent her into a furious rage. Katie recalled leaping on top of a desk and taking that girl's hair in her hands, pulling at it so that the girl screamed apologies. But when she had let go, the girl's face was replaced with her own.

Her words caused her mind to fly back in time to Grandma’s last Birthday, when her cat had clawed the table clothes to shreds and when it caught on her paw she ran, causing the cake to fall and splatter all over grandma’s 400 dollar dress. Then she had a memory she didn’t remember.

It was taking a long time to find the right address because the GPS had taken us to the wrong house. We pulled into the driveway and typed it in again. Mom was so tired that she kept dozing off as well, so Callie was in charge of keeping her awake. Every time she’d tap on her shoulder, Mom would say something along the lines of, “I know, I know! We are almost there.” It was around one in the morning when we arrived at grandpa’s house.

“I'm going to tell Grandfather, right now!” Painted Girl yelled at Sarah. “And you,” she said, turning on John. “You are no better than her! You're supposed to be working, not… frolicking with everyone! What will Grandfather think when he finds out what you've been doing to his granddaughter? What will Richard think? He’d fire you for this, friend or not.”

“My dau--- My daughter was in this hospital,” I mumbled, “My daughter WHERE IS SHE!” I jumped out of my seat, but my leg gave out and I fell to the ground.

Chloe, my youngest granddaughter, drove me home. In the car she said, “Grandma, are you sure about this?”

“Yeah this morning he screamed and said there was a monster in his closet. It scared me out of my skin. Well I suppose he’ll just grow out of it, right?” She asked him, biting her lip

“Don’t do that!” I shouted while putting up a hand to try to stop Savannah from throwing another stone. “That one’s nice. She fell asleep in my mama’s lap before.”

The two walked together in silence on the way back to Liz’s house. Both not sure exactly what to say. When they finally reached Liz’s house Liz said. “ I hope this won’t be the last of

"I found her lost in the woods surrounding my house, it was getting late, so I offered her a place to stay" Zach replies, a low tone to his voice.

“You know, you hurt every time you come to visit her,” Zera replied, “You really broke her heart when you started defending criminals without remorse. She hates how you willing let criminals walk out of the court as free men…”

“Hey, mom. That girl looks just like me. Except, she has a doctor as a mother,” Peggy quietly told her mother. “Wait. Didn’t you tell me that I have a twin sister, and she’s identical to me? Mom! That’s Jeggy! Mom! Mom! Mom! It’s Jeggy!” Peggy whispered in excitement.

“I love you darling, stay safe. Oh, and try to wait for daddy to come home before you come too.” Amethyst

When I walked through the door, Grandma Becky was sitting at the table, staring at the door as if she was waiting on someone or something to walk through it; it was a moment before she spoke. “Come sit down,” she said. Timidly, I walked over to the table and sat down across from her.

“I can’t believe that’s true!” I exclaimed, my laughter echoing through the room. My grandpa and I had been chatting on the phone for the past half an hour. You would imagine a man his age would be boring and dull. However, he was quite the joker. At least with me, since I was, of course, his favorite granddaughter.