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The Trail Of Crumbs-Personal Narrative

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He walked sluggish up the stairs to go to bed, I ran towards mom to see if she was okay, I saw her face filled with fear and it looks like she wasn’t in this world anymore, like she was off, lost in her conscience. I felt suddenly like I wasn’t home, like I just walked into a different world with parents I didn’t even recognize. I left my mom in her mess of thoughts and ran upstairs a little wary that my dad would pop out. I shut my door silently and just sat on my bed, wondering what happened to Clover and hoping she’ll come back home soon, no wait this is not my home anymore.
The next morning I was sitting in my room for hours after I woke up to the point when I became starving. I opened my door ajar to peek out and then I slowly went downstairs and sneaked in the kitchen. I go to get cereal when I see a box of gram crackers, I grab them and see that it’s empty. I spin around and look on the floor and wonder if Clover left a trail of crumbs. I was right! There was a trail of crumbs leading to the front door but before I left I saw her leash was gone too. Why didn’t I notice this last night!!! I run to my room to get dressed and pack supplies just in case if it becomes night.
I ride my bike to the park and see crumbs, then I see them trailing thinly to the park. I stop and look if I could find anything else, I all of a sudden see a red …show more content…

I open the door and hear a faucet running. I go into the kitchen and see my dad washing his hands, I see that same color that I saw in the forest, red. I stop and look at my dad and said quietly, “Dad, What were you doing?” he looked at me and responded “What, I can’t hear you.” I began to take a deep breath and then my voice began to raise, “What did you do when you got home!” He looked at me and grinned, that same grin I saw yesterday last night. I felt my body shake and then I lifted my head and saw he was drying his hands and begun to walk over towards to

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