Stranger's Hat-Personal Narrative

With eyes closed I stand alone, in the dark I smell the sweet scent of fresh-cut grass and feel the soft dirt under my feet. I feel the sunshine on my skin, though I cannot see it. I stand in this blissful moment until I hear a call. Desperation and panic fill the air as I blindly run towards the unknown voice. “HELP ME!” it shouts. I stumble over a log; I can feel the blood trickle down my leg. “HELP ME” another voice shouts. Gradually more and more voices call out for help tugging at my heart. I try to bury myself in my hands and collapse into the soft earth. I jump back in surprise as a cold hand gently traces my face. Tears spill out of my eyes allowing them to open; I look up and see a woman. She wears all black and has a veil over her

I turned around once again, only this time I saw a dark figure.I tried to yell for help but nothing came out. I was frozen. Time stopped for a moment as I tried to figure out what to do. “RUN!” said the dark figure.. I did what it said afraid of what it might do. This time I was running for my life. Knowing I wasn’t fast enough the dark figure was right in front of me. The figure had distinctive blue eyes like the color of the ocean, only there was darkness inside. So afraid I ran the other as fast as possible. The figure disappeared and I was very lost. Finding my way back to the trail I felt a hand on my shoulder. I screamed and this time a blood curdling scream came out.

AS he looked at me and I breathed in his every smell he moved towards me and I stopped breathing. I know if he got close enough I was........DEAD. I ran as fast as I could in between the trees and down the hill to the cabin where I knew what laid down there what horrible things were waiting for me but I went anyway seeing them laying there covered in each other's blood I knew I couldn't save them even if I tried and as I turn the corner I'm grabbed by the hair and ripped from my home.

I never wanted to leave, but then out of the corner of my eye a black figure came from the water, I then heard a very high pitched scream which brought a ringing to my ears, and i flinched away and and as I did so I felt a slight wind against my cheek. Whatever it was had came so close to me I felt the wind from its claws or fingers as they reached for me. I then heard and felt something begin ripping as my hair was then pulled out of my

I attempted to draw air into my lungs but my throat was too tightly shut by the force of the sash wrapped around my neck. Neither would sound come out, nor air stream in. From afar, I could hear laughter and conversations going on in the near rooms. Louder in my head were muffled noises coming from my nasal passage in its final attempt to breathe in its last breath. Life and death, in this very moment, were all under one roof. My hands, still in my pockets, involuntarily clenched into a fist. My toes cleaved to one another as if to say to each other “We are in this together.” They curved in towards my heel and would have fain clenched into their own fists’. This pendulum of a girl and noose no longer oscillated. Time had stopped. The initial

I could feel the immense distance between our souls as I watched him leave with smoke blowing out of his mouth. I did not know his name, I realised. I had forgotten his sound. His heart seemed to be bestrewn with vestiges. He looked at me and smiled. I heard them again, those small footsteps.

There was an endless ringing in my ears and a pulsating headache. I looked around at my surroundings; it was an white room with wide windows, all I could see out of the windows was a path that looked like it lead nowhere. I laid on my side with bent knees, a hard cold floor underneath me. I tried to sit up but struggled, realizing my wrists and ankles were tied together. I turned my sight to the path outside of the windows, there was a dark silhouette. The figure reached the window and pulled a key out of their pocket, unlocking a door. It was a boy with blonde hair, he crouched down to where I was on the floor and petted my head. "Good morning, princess." His voice was raspy with a deep tone. I didn't say anything but just stared into his eyes, just like he stared into mine. "Ahem." He stood up and started walking around the room. "So what's your name, sweetheart?" I swallowed hard, "Sohyun..." I could feel a glare on the back of my neck, "First and last,

Shadows twirling, twisting, enveloping it’s all I see they’re surrounding me, choking me it’s dark I can’t see anything not like anything was there in the first place. I try to speak but I hear nothing. But I see a glowing in the distance like a candle but this was different it was eyes glowing eyes not blinking just staring it made me uneasy and a little nauseous. these eyes piercing the fog, peering into my soul this formless being filling me with dread like i’ve never felt, it took a step I felt as though the ground shook and with each step I felt worse and worse like I was dying I screamed but yet again no sound but I did hear.

I saw the blur of a house against the crystal clear, blue sky and the dark evergreen trees, which was followed by an unusual numbness and a bright red puddle that stood out against the dark pavement. I heard shouting and pounding footsteps but I had no idea what happened. I sat on the hot pavement for what seemed like hours, watching blood flow down the hill and into the rain gutter before I was met by a familiar face. Where did her cigarette go? Why was she out of breath? I could see her lips moving but I could not hear the words. I could feel more pounding on the pavement as it got closer and closer, accompanied by extraordinarily loud shouting that snapped me out of this trance. I looked at my knees and stared in awe, seeing the layers of skin that had just been torn. Did I win the race? I looked up at her face as the color drained from her cheeks.

After a while a silence crept through the room, that silence didn’t feel calming or good,it was deafening it pressed down my chest and ears which forced me to cover my ears and hear my pulse running through my ears,to feel conscious and alive. I could sense something really bad had happened. I opened the closet door as slowly and as quietly as I could. I saw, the jagged edges of the sharp knife dripping in scarlet red blood. I looked down at the wooden floor and saw puddles of crimson red blood that looked like there was a river flowing of blood. The blood was everywhere. I felt so scared. I had never seen this much blood ever, it made me feel sick. So I followed the blood puddles. There I saw, my parents bodies lying on the floor covered in scarlet blood ,they had been stabbed several times very viscously. Tears fall down my cheeks and I can hear mum and dad whisper their last breath,

As I was promenading down the stairs, I picked something up and found some type of animal remains. I kept moving forward and stumbled upon a dimly lit room with only one thing in the center; a coffin. I began to walk towards it in fear, pondering my fate. Each step I took towards this transcendental coffin, was another step towards an unforeseen fate. I was frightened, but I was also intrigued. My conscious kept telling me to turn back , but my body was subconsciously pulling me forward. With every aching second, my shaking hand slowly began to move closer to the coffin. Time was moving slowly to the point where it stopped completely and my heart began to beat faster than the speed of light. I reached over toward the handle on the coffin, and lifted it with a prim motion. Inside was something far more bloodcurdling than I had ever seen… I saw myself. It seemed that I was the monster people feared. The body in the casket, my body, was paler than snow. My eyes were glazed over like tinted glass and I reeked of something awful. How could I be the monster? My head hurt with confusion. I was always described as a pleasing person. There was not a heinous bone in my body. Next to the casket, there was an hourglass, which was almost full and moving quite slow. The closer I approached to the body, the faster it went. What was happening? I reluctantly grazed my finger upon the cheek of my body. I wasn’t sure what, but I know

I took a shaky breath and regretted that action as soon I felt a sharp pain in my chest. It was then that I suddenly became aware of my lack of feeling in my left arm and right leg even as I blinked i couldn’t open my left eye. I lifted my right arm and touched my eye; it was swollen and caked with dry blood. I touched my left arm and felt the warm liquid. Terrified, I began looking at my surroundings carefully. It was difficult to see anything in the dark building but I could tell the place was indeed abandoned. Snow that blew in from the broken window covered the floor. I looked towards the broken windows and followed the moons light onto the ground. I held my breath at the sight I came upon.

I waited silently, not daring to move, not even to breathe. I crouched behind the door, curling myself into the smallest shape possible, hoping I would not be found. Outside, the floorboards groaned in protest as the creature stalked ever closer towards me. I swallowed a huge lump in my throat, which was threatening to choke me. I waited. Suddenly, it happened. A gnarly hand clasped around my coat collar and lifted me into the muddled shadows of one of the upstairs hallways in Saint Luke 's Church.

A piece of Dark was hovering over my bed, and trying to turn me to their side! I reached deep inside me, and looked for my light, and it was deeper than it had ever been. It took precious seconds, but I shoved my light above my head, and the dimness of it was not lost on me. A high pitched scream shook me awake, the Dark was gone and another girl was above my bed.

As I walked, it felt like death was on my doorstep, waiting to drag me away from my hopes and dreams into an endless abyss. Each minute I walked, the feeling of fainting approached me. I heavily jerked myself to stay alive for the next minute. The land that accompanied us on our journey was scorched, dusty and unbelievably searing hot. The sky was crystal clear, with the unforgiving sun glaring at us.