911 Creative Writing

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His heart was pounding. He was sure he had seen the doorknob turn. It was hard to see once he had closed the door to the downstairs door. His hands were shaking and his legs were trembling. He grabbed his phone and tried to turn the flashlight on. His phone was at 4% so the light was very dim. He could barely find the next couple of stairs due to the gloominess. He quickly texted his parents. While he was typing, he heard the door shut briskly. He was startled and didn’t know what to do next. He then reached out to find something for fortification. He then heard a huge smack. Sounded like it was someone banging on the wall. Right then, the skates fell down right in front of him. It then sliced the concrete flooring. He quickly grabbed his …show more content…

More and more came out of shelves, under shelves, and the storage rooms. At least 7 came out of the top of the rug. There seemed to be at least more than a hundred of them coming towards him. As each one of them toppled on top of the boy, he rapidly tried to pick every single gnome off. He then got a couple off, but as soon as he would take them off, more and more would come on. He grasped onto his pocket where his phone was. He then took it out and dialed “911” as quick as he possibly could. The phone rang and rang for a long 15 seconds. “This is Sharon from the Shandon Police Department. What is your emergency?” says the woman on the phone. “HELP! TH-TH-THIS IS! OUCH! GET OFF ME! MY NAME IS NA-NATHANIAL WOODSON! I’M BEING EATEN ALIVE BY GNOMES!” Screams Nathanial. “911 is only for emergencies. Stop playing around!” shouts Sharon. “I’M NOT KIDDING! I SWEAR TO GOD! PLEASE! JUST SEND HELP! UH! GET OFF! AHHHHHH! HE BIT ME!” screams Nathanial. “If this is a joke, we will arrest you. I will send someone to investigate. Where are you?” asks Sharon. I’M IN MY BASEMENT! MY LEG IS CUT PRETTY BADLY!” says Nathanial. “Alright. Put as much pressure as possible on it with your hand to stop the bleeding. Is it seriously cut or a small cut?” asks Sharon. “SERIOUSLY CUT!” yells