The Trail: A Fictional Narrative

On September 08, 2015 at approximately 9:29 PM I, Deputy Bowring, was dispatched to shots fired and the subjects were in a black in color, Nissan pickup, heading north bound on Farm to Market 288 toward State Highway 154.

Numerous miles from my home, the St. Louis Arch rises above the soft grass along the tranquil Mississippi River where it cascades leisurely and calm. The water is timid too, while it glides shimmering by excited tourists under massive skyscrapers into the outstretched slender creek of the Missouri River. On one side of the stream the Lewis and Clark Trail travels through scenic bluffs and stretched by the sturdy Missouri State Capitol. Upon the historical Jefferson City beneath the sun the capital stands tall and very firm that an ant is swallowed by the murkiness if he crawls under it. People travel out of the capital to look at the Fountain of the Centaurs, and the elegant fountain is shielded with the moon’s radiance upon buildings and with

The sun no longer shines as bright, the planet is getting colder by day, food stopped growing, ashes falling from the sky, a father and son are on a mission to survive. During the journey along The Road, by Cormac McCarthy, the symbol of light and warmth contrasts this dark and scary place; however the boy and the man are shown in the light and represent the good still on the world; humanity looks for the good in the world of bad because it 's the key to their survival.

A few weeks ago, my family leashed up the dogs for a nice, long walk to and from the village of Fairport. We would use the Trolley Trail to get to the bridge, and after that, the Towpath, to get to the Ice Cream Factory.

So, we went inside and you went into Mom and Dad’s room. I was sitting on the bed waiting for you when all of a sudden our front door opened and a random man walked in. Our dogs went berserk and I ran to you out of fear. We went into the bathroom and locked the door. The mysterious man shook on the door handle and was trying to get in. We called our parents but they didn’t answer. Eventually our Grandma got ahold of our Dad and he came rushing home. The police showed up and questioned you and I, however; the man was never

Alfred sits staring at the phone for a good minute before he picks it up and starts dialing

There I was, my friend Mason and I roughly 50 yards from his house. It was a chilly eerie night, although we still decided to walk to get our favorite ice cream from Mo Cones. The ice cream had me shivering at every bite, although it tasted so tremendous, I didn't care at all. We were walking back to his house, then we heard a noise. Little did we know this was going to be the most eventful night of our lives.

Benny came in his Cheesemobile. "Okay, we have a mouse stuck in the cheese," said Benny. He used

I was actually excited to go on a hike, even though I’m not much of an outside person.

We sprinted upstairs and into he bathroom and when we think we are safe, when we see the figure in front of us. We ran agin and into my parents bedroom. "I think we lost him" I said sleepy. "I feel breathing on my neck Carlee." I look over at her and I see her eyes are wide open. We turn around and there he is. We start sprinting again, and again, and again. Finally my brother yells at me and I realize he was chasing me the whole time. I finally stop, "Carlee," I say "the person chasing us is my brother." She looks at me and calms

“Mom!” I screamed, “Call an ambulance!” I remembered we were in my room and blood was everywhere, my mom was shaking as she grabbed the phone to call the hospital. My sister acted like she didn’t even know what happened, until she heard me scream for help then she got scared and started crying when she saw the blood. “What happened!?” my mom asked very scared, “Something happened to Alicia!”

They saw another staircase but then they heard a girl screaming. Marie ran up the the stairs as fast could but then the stair broke beneath her feet. She had grabbed ahold of one of the stairs and was holding on as tight as she could. Marie was screaming on the top of her lunges for Sarah to help. Marie's grip to the stair was slipping fast. Then she lost her grip but Sarah grabbed her hand before she fell. She used all her strength to pull Marie back up. After she was back on to the floor Marie was shaking but she went on to find out who was screaming. So they very carefully walked up the stairs. When they got to the top the saw a stuffed teddy bear. Sarah walked over and picked it up. It had been drenched with blood. Sarah looked up and saw blood spots. She walked down the hall and saw bloody hand prints that looked like a little kids hand. She stopped dead in her tracks. Then they started hearing a music box playing faintly. Sarah looked in every room but didn't find it. Marie ran to catch up with Sarah. All of a sudden the music stopped. They stayed still. They heard a wheelchair squeaking like someone was pushing it. Sarah's eyes widened with fear and there it was a wheelchair moving by itself with no one pushing it. It stopped in the middle of the hallway. Marie was frightened. The wheelchair was flying and almost hit Sarah in the head. Sarah ran off into another room and what she found was not what she wanted to see. Marie found her and her jaw dropped. There was a woman's body on an autopsy table. She looked so pale. Sarah got closer and saw stab wounds on her sides and on her stomach. Marie saw blood all over her clothes. Sarah started get nauseous. Marie didn't want to look anymore so she and Sarah left the room. Then they heard a scream coming from the room down the hallway to the right. They room down the hall and turned the

My alarm went off at 5 like it did every morning. After a quick jog around the loop of the neighborhood and a lightning-quick shower, I sat down to coffee and the newspaper in the kitchen at 5:50. Neither Ben nor Morgan was up yet, so it was generally quiet.

Well i 'm getting ahead of myself, so where was I oh yay so one day as i got up in the morning i realized only grandma and grandpa were the only ones getting ready for the day. But that was ok I guess. When the day was finally over i came home to an empty house. I did know max and sara were out with friends and grandma told me she was going to take the twins to the park. But mom and dad were in there room again, I was starting to get suspicious. As everyone was coming home later grandma went into mom and dad’s room. Then soon grandpa went into there room. Now i knew something was going on. at eight o 'clock it was time for bed. mom came into my room and i asked “is everything ok”

Aboard this journey of a story, we will be making many stops along what my life has come to be. We will start with my birth naturally, and move forward towards the present day. The journey may not be normal, average, or even outstanding for that matter, however these are the conditions that have molded my being. In the paragraphs to come, we will start with my early childhood, then make a stop at my adolescent years, and finally arriving at my adulthood. So here goes my attempt to hastily summarize one’s life to a mere two pages.