Walker-Personal Narrative

He decides to return to the hospital. Carmody again a member of the staff says

When you parents tell you not to do something do you just do it anyways. Well I do and this time I think I learnt my lesson. It all started on a normal Saturday and we were gonna go on a hike, but none of us wanted to go somewhere so we just did it at home. We got our bags and water ready and busted for the trail. I thought it was gonna be a normal day and we would all have fun, but I got proved wrong. The trail itself is about three miles and a couple of extra steps,but with the surprise we only walked a mile of it.

"What-" Pain suddenly shot up from his left leg, turning his question into nothing but a whimper. A click followed, and another surge of pain exploded in the stump of his right leg.

Like clockwork, Liam is rushing into his room. “Are you okay? I heard you scream - do we need to go to the hospital?” Liam crouches down feeling for a fever.

When they get to the truck, her brother is waiting. She feels sick for a second, but then Max gives her hand a squeeze. She lifts her chin and finds his eyes.

When I was 13 years old I went to school in Waycross,GA. I went to Waycross Middle School. My school was one of the top schools in Waycross. I was 3rd in my class, and I had all A's and B's.

I woke up to Georgia screaming. I wish I could comfort her. I know what it's like to scream from a nightmare. Lucas comes in. He looks at me, then goes and holds Georgia.

Derek screams while thrusting himself into a sitting position in the uncomfortable hospital bed, and the pain which he felt earlier commenced. A nurse ran in and began checking Derek’s vitals making sure that his body wasn't in shock or shutting down. “Your fine,” the nurse with bags under her gray eyes stated. “Don’t yell unless you are dying.”

“Anthony were playing carpet hockey there is no reason to get all worked up because you’re losing to James” Kevin explained. “Just resume the game it's 4-1 and were playing to 5 as you both know”

“Oh, baby. I’m so glad your home,” Miles whispered, his voice hitching mid sentence. “I missed you so much. I just can’t believe you’re really here. We never stopped looking, never,” he murmured against her

The latest 1963 Cadillac roars down the cliff side of State Road 1, and in its driver seat sits Herschel Hunt, a man who could’ve won the prize for smallest eyes in the world if only it were a real contest. Glenfidditch Malt Whisky drips from his auburn moustache back into the opened bottle in his right hand. The moonlight leaking into his car is taken over by headlights breaking around the bend, and off a single span concrete bridge. Hunt struggles to widen his little eyes against the light streaming in. He manages to peek out his pupils, keeping the color of his iris a mystery. The light is too bright for his retina, and his pupils slowly close down. The headlights swerve to his left. Hunt’s pupils are too drunk to dilate,

Lexie nodded before she turned her head with sound of an opening door. “Mom. They need you. She’s seizing.” Brooklyn stated quickly causing the three doctors in the room to dash into the room. They quickly got the seizure under control and Sarah groggily came to soon

He pushes her of him, as she falls on the shining white tiles of the hallway. She rolls onto her stomach and pleads for him not to leave, crawling and grabbing onto his leg. He wiggles his left leg, unhinging her and leaving her on the tiles scream for him to return. He heads for the door and leaves leaving her crying on the floor.

I shout as the zombie attacks me once again. “Hey, what’s going on over there? Max, are you okay?” Caleb calls, rushing over. He isn’t a vampire, but he’s one of my best friends.

“Uhhhehhh.” John murmured something. I can’t hear him but I can tell he’s hurting bad. I tilt my head and lean in towards him. My last piece of hope vanishes as John falls silent. Covered