Personal Narrative Fiction

Fluorescent lights, the pungent smell of hairspray and adverts left and right of tabs soda. Drowned by the lights a conversation was taking place between mother an daughter. Leah Douglas was begging for her mother to get wit the times and let her get what all the other popular kids were getting. The topic at hand was a perm, Leah desperately wanted one, however, her mother refused, deeming it inappropriate take for a girl her age. Leah was already able to sneak some eyeliner, she wasn’t about to test her limits by further arguing with her mother. With her parents to her side, Leah knocked on her aunt's door. It was Thanksgiving and going to their aunt Gracie’s was a tradition in the Douglas household. Gorging herself with the sloppy joe’s and sauce

Reluctantly, her family decided it was the time for their departure from her aunt’s residence. The festivities had come to an end. Feeling the pressure of two hands against her back as she heard her brother yelling, ring in her eardrum. He had challenged her to a race to the car and what would be considered normal, the last one to reach the car was indeed a rotten egg. Leah pushes herself as much possible, she ran as quickly as her puny, feeble and shrimp-like legs could carry her. To her dismay, a rock was absent from the child’s peripheral vision. Leah’s jaw collided with concrete, simultaneously breaking her teeth and jaw, rendering her unconscious. Everything was black. Leah woke up to the noise people yelling, she was numb but could feel her mothers wet, cold and shaking hands holding hers. She had lost all sense of direction, unable to tell where she was, where was she was going or what was going on. Once more, Leah fell unconscious due to the high levels of anesthetics injected into her system. Upon waking up, she had finally come to the shocking realization, that she, was in immense pain. Leah received the ever so devastating yet relieving news, that she had survived what would have potentially killed