Pete's Lost-Personal Narrative

Still looking around through pitch black darkness I hear it again, louder and closer this time. My heart beats a bit faster in a panic of fear and adrenaline, and my eyes dart to the foot of the bed, hoping to see nothing and calm down. But instead, at the foot of the bed I can barely make out

The first thing you should do is run to the nearest exit. Always keep in mind the exits near you when you are walking in public. In the back of your mind always have an escape route. You should leave your belongings behind. You can replace items; you cannot replace your life. Warn others as you are running, if you are able. If they do not comply, leave

It's closing in on you and you feel a rush of fear. You realize you can't narrowly escape this time; You're out of resources and you can't fend it off.

I just ran. Before I knew it, I was out of the trailer and walking back down the trail. That’s when the real fear set in, it’s strange how you feel so open and exposed walking on a trail. The trailer was sitting there it looked almost evil. I turned a corner and it disappeared out of sight. But the feeling of being followed remained. The trail was almost a trench carved in along a steep hill one side it sloped down and you could see a small pond. I began to visualize what could've happened. The different ways it could’ve ended. I wanted to go back and see if someone was really there, but I knew that would be a waste of time. I summed it up in my head as the wind pushing the door open. I still constantly turned back, looking over my shoulder to see if there was some truth to what I thought, if something was actually following me. It was a windy day out and as the wind the blew the trees would creak and crack. Branches fell off and slammed on the ground crashing down and taking other branches with it. The sound was amplified through the quiet and almost sleeping woods. It was strange, there were no animals, no squirrels or chipmunks. The woods were dead. I was still looking over my shoulder every now and again, still startled by what I had experienced. The walk took way longer than it should’ve. It felt like the seconds were minutes and no matter how fast I walked I couldn't keep up with the pace in my mind.

I made my way towards the woods. After I was a little away, and then I ran. I ran as fast as I could, not bothering to look back. My heart pounding as I dodged fallen trees and the ones in my way. I didn't want any more accidents like before.

The tanks were approaching, I need to run. I flee as fast as I can towards the northern mountains,

My legs kick in the air as consciousness take the last gasps to leave my body.

As my boyfriend and I rushed to the vet on a cool seventy degree May night in two thousand twelve we knew the news that we were going to find out from the vet was not going to be good news. Our eyes were puffed as tears of sadness rolled down our faces. We knew this was going to be the day we had to say good bye to our fur baby Polly. She was the best dog ever and we were faced with a rough decision. Was Jimmy and I to put Polly down or were we to let her stay and go on her own.

Running down the walkway, I hear faint voices approaching. The masks are on their way.

I snap back to reality and acknowledge my steady pace. I feel my calf muscles tightening. I begin to approach a bright pink banner tied up

I was riding in the back of the car, when Pete started yelling, he jumped out so I hollered,

It sounded like a animal in distress. I got up and stood at around 7 ft tall I had the strength of ten men. I walked toward the direction the man ran too, he had a gun and threatened to shoot

Thirty feet, Thirty damned feet. Nick was heaving, his body writhing in pain. He had managed to move thirty feet before he could barely move a claw. He was exhausted he needed sleep but he knew he couldn’t give in he was sure of that now. He was dying he was positive of that fact and the moment he let go he would be gone. ‘I don’t know how I got here but i'm sure me being an irresponsible idiot got me here’ he thought through a slowly clouded mind. He began to drift through thoughts nothing truly forming his body going into a euphoric state he no longer felt cold but instead felt numb in random places all around his body.

You are running as fast as you can but the deafening howls are getting closer and closer. The beastly animal is so close that you turn around and loose your balance. There is now no escape. What should you do?

I hear them get closer and closer as the porch creaks every step to the door. My heart feels like its pounding through my chest, and sweat is pouring off my face as I sprint in a panic. I hear the key turning and the door opening just as I jump out the window.