Personal Narrative: After High School

We had all just got back from Des Moines. Alivia, Lexi, Brianna, and I wore sitting on her bed. Our faces lit up with blue because we were on our phones. It was really late I think maybe eleven o’clock. When I glance up and watch the bathroom door creep closed. I freaked out about it trying to scare everyone else. Alivia basically sits on me. Pulling a mound of blankets over our heads. Everyone is screaming and Brianna’s mom, Keri, runs into her room. Then the door opens slightly and that’s when I actually panic. I cling to Alivia and yelling, “Did you see that?” Keri looks very concerned about us and has fear in her own eyes as she jumps into bed with us. We all don’t know what to do. All of us are telling Keri to go look while we hide under the blankets. My mind is racing I personally don’t want to go check because what if there’s a killer in the bathroom. All I can think is I’m too young die. Keri is so worried because we are the only ones home and there shouldn’t

With fear we go outside and pile into the maroon truck without putting on our shoes. Alivia brought a blanket and is clinging to it like crazy. Keri drives around Osceola while we listen to some country music. We talk about whether it was the wind, or if we need to call Eric. It’s about 1 A.M. and we head back to Brianna’s house. Alivia doesn’t want to go back in the house, but Keri makes her. She still not convinced it was just the wind. Keri feels so bad for us and we end up sleeping in the living room because no one wants to go back into the bedroom. We fall asleep on the big brown couch. I am the last one to wake up. When I do Lexi tells me that it was the wind that kept shutting the door because that morning Keri went in and checked. I laugh thinking I was just scared by the