Ratonhaketon-Personal Narrative Essay

My feet are aching like hell, but I still have strength left in my body. “Do it for Shane” I say to myself. “Do it for Shane.” I slashed him on the forehead with my finger nails as fast as I could, hoping that he would drop me; and he did. I got up as fast as I could hobbling away, crawling actually sounded better.

sword from my hip I went along his flank to stab him where the midriff

As I picked him up he twisted in air landing -perfectly balanced - on the ground, holding my arms. He clutched my claws so hard I was finding it hard not to cry. My first instinct was to run, get out before I turned out like my meals. I started to run away hoping to loosen my attackers hands, but he stood firm pulling my arms back.

An elbow smashes into my jaw and nose, blood instantly gushing from my nose. I drop to one knee, refusing to fall completely. Rage rushes through me as I breathe hard and try to gather my wits. He suddenly drops my wrist and a boot flies in the corner of my eye and ends in my ribs.

It was like a furry, agile Dracula, its breathing very loud and deep. I froze. My mind froze. My entire body refused to co-operate. In less than half a second, it pounced onto me.

Then he heard a sound up on a tree it was a man,he jump of the

I quickly thought of everything that would follow and everything that has happened to me up to that point in an instance. Then as if a blessing from God, the door burst open and I redirected my focus to the door. So did he, which was his mistake. I quick glanced back at him and noticed two things. His eyes were off of me and his push weakened just for a second. The only second I needed. I pivoted my upper half to my right and pulled his arm towards where my head once was, jamming the knife into the hardwood floor. I brought my right elbow into his head and he toppled over. I reached for my side arm, rolled away, up on to one side, aimed and fired twice. My pistol and eyes both rose up and to the left to the doorway and fired three more times. Both enemies, cancelled.

I didn't stop screaming until whatever was climbing me hovered in front of my face. Again, a silvery-blue creature in the shape of a snake was poised in a striking position inches from my nose. Light began to pour through the shape like a disco ball. The snake thing drew back and I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for a strike in the face.

Not much could be clearly seen, except for the vicious outline of the being that seemed to snarl and twist into several devious horns and spikes, each pointed up; beckoning for someone or something to stand in its way.

Before I could fully turn to him, bulky men running towards him and topple him onto the

She said "Stupid choice" and lunged at me again, slamming me to the floor, I slid on the broken glass that was slicing through my arms and legs. I tried to kick her in the gut, but missed, it was as if she saw it coming. She pulled up her knife placed it over my heart ready to stab, but, before she could I jerked the broken glass that was still in my hand on the side of her neck. She didn't even have the time to scream. Didn't see that coming now did you I thought. Dark red blood gushed out of her neck like a fountain. She fell back and the color in her eyes vanished with her last gag of breath.

He falls to the floor, he grabs me by my arm and flips me off of him and sends me sliding on the hard dirt ground. I quickly stand up and charge back at him. He tries to stop me but I quickly move to the side and bring the dagger it his inner arm and make a cut. He screams out in pain which catches the attention from everyone. They stop to stare at me going crazy. Asher falls to the ground holding his arm.

It looked like a wolf but was around the size of a horse thinking this will be good to test my body with I attack it and unsurprisingly I only get flesh wound and even that was only thanks to my claws.

Then the 134 arrived. I got on, showed my pass to the bus driver and

My legs were suddenly grabbed and my entire body was yanked across the soft grass. Before I could scream, I saw his face. He was smiling playfully.