Monster-Personal Narrative

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As I journey closer, a blanket of defeat hovers around me. Confidence is no issue on the outside, for I must portray a courageous front for my enemies. My insides slowly experience a strong sensation of dread and uncertainty as I travel through this menacing land. A body of blood like liquid drifts between trenches. The ground, swallowing my feet at every step. Darkness surrounds me like a curtain of shadows, chasing away the light. I hope to find this monster soon for I do not wish to be in this horror any longer. As I step into the murky body of fluid I quickly perceive the dark demons within. My first encounter is with a sort of sea colossus. I have never witnessed teeth so sharp, like millions of keen razors striving to pierce my flesh. Scales so rugged scraping against my skin with every motion. After some time, I defeat the rival, piercing it with my powerful sword. …show more content…

I can slowly feel my lungs wanting to collapse at any given moment. However, I know I am way too powerful to let something such as water destroy me. So far it has been 12 hours. I have encountered multiple beasts. The kind of beasts nobody could ever dream about. Demons with heads like Medusa, gripping me tightly as if I would be their last meal. Could it be? I think I have finally found the lair containing Grendel and the evil being to which gave him life. The outside is just as I had imagined. Dark, cold gothic looking metal exterior with no windows or sign of life anywhere. Desilite whispers fill the surroundings of this medieval region. I start to wander inside the dungeon-like building. Initially, I hear nothing. Suddenly Grendel’s mother approaches me. She then greets me with a cold hearted welcome. Cuts down my arm. Blood dripping, stinging my arm with every drop like poison. The war has