Personal Narrative Fiction

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I could barely see where I was going. I thought I knew this house like the back of my hand, but this hallway felt much longer than usual. I kept running, though, unsure of what was behind me. All I knew was that there was no time to stop and ask questions. The sound of footsteps had been a light, reasonable volume at first, but now they were gradually becoming louder. Therefore, I decided it was time to make a bold move. With a sharp turn to the left, I found myself in a small spare room. I slammed the door behind me, locked it as quick as I could, then pushed myself against the wall farthest from the door and shut my eyes. It was dead quiet, giving me a false sense of relief. No matter how safe I felt in this room, I made sure not to …show more content…

"There are no ghosts," I told myself, over and over. "Nothing is here." At this point, I kind of wish there were spirits here. At least I could know that they were the ones messing around in my house and I'm not left here clueless. Angelica had been trying to get ahold of me for the past few days, but I didn't want to talk. Whoever, or whatever was in this house, would hear me. Days passed. I haven't been to work and I've barely left my house, much less my room. Every day, I've listened attentively to each noise, paying attention to how loud or quiet and where they are. Now, I can hear them in the kitchen, probably getting something to eat. They're trying to be quiet. Earlier, it was funny. They were right outside my door, yet I wasn't even scared. I know for sure it's not the cat, because he's dead now. It makes it easier for me to make sure I'm not insane. It's been quiet all day, and I'm concerned. Are they hungry? Cold? Dead? No, they're fine. They're probably resting. I should do the same, considering it's been a few days since I've properly slept. Before I got into a comfortable position, I listened to see if they were there, waiting outside of my door for the perfect time to get me. But, I couldn't hear anything. I took that as an okay, that it's safe to sleep. Oh, was I

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