Personal Narrative

I stayed silent, not saying a word, for about two hours. Then I heard the old man lay back down in the bed. I stayed quiet until I heard a loud snore, which took about thirty minutes. I carefully entered the room, the snoring became louder and louder as I moved closer to his bed. I put down my lantern on his night stand that was right by his bed and opened it a little, just enough to see the old man sleep. He was sleeping on his back wearing a pajama hat looking peaceful, if he only knew that death was standing next to him.

I took off my backpack where I had my supplies, and got to work. I took out my rope and cut it into for pieces. I quietly and gently tied his hands and feet to the bed handles, making him look like a starfish. Moving on,

“Hello there, are you comfortable?” The old man began to shake his head wildly and muffled screams came out of his mouth. “Please calm down, it is not going to hurt as bad,” showing him my knife. I proceeded to get a plate out of my bag, hearing ongoing muffled noises as I continued. “I will make this quick and painful, if you would just stop moving your head so much.” While grabbing his head I raised my knife getting ready to cut his head off when I felt something around my leg. I looked down and seen a puppy. I put the knife down and started to pet him. I picked him up in my arms and got a better look at him. He had white fur with large brown and black spots with large hazel eyes and large ears. “Hi there! You are so cute, and you know it!” I am going to take you home with me when I finish. Are you okay with that?” I asked, the puppy looked at me with its big eyes and licked my face. “Good, come on I will take you to the living room so you can sleep, okay,” I walked to the living room and put him on the couch. Petting him until he went to sleep, I then returned to the room. “Did you miss me?” the muffled screams continued. “I guess so, don’t worry the puppy is sleeping and I will take care good of him when you are gone, so let’s continue.” I raised the knife up held his head up and I chopped of his head in one cut. Blood splattered everywhere, the expression that was left on his face was shock and fear. I put

When I entered the room there was blood splattered everywhere, on the walls, floor, sheets, and furniture. I cut the ropes off of his arms and legs, I proceeded to cut his whole arms and legs then took the dismembered parts to the kitchen. Where I found the cutting board and cut the parts in halves and fourths. Then I found some bags and put the fingers, toes, and other parts of the body that I cut into the bags. As I was doing this my puppy woke up and walked in the kitchen looking hungry. "Are you hungry? Here eat this," giving him the old man's thumb to eat. The puppy ate it hungrily and fast, I gave him the other thumb and a big toe. When I finished putting everything in the bag, I put it in the refrigerator. I looked at the time and seen that it was already 1:00 o’clock in the morning. I proceeded to clean the kitchen and wash the dishes. When I finished the kitchen counters and the walls were spotless with no trace of blood left; I looked down to see my puppy finishing the big toe. I picked up the bones and threw them away, took a bowl and filled it with water to give to him. When he finished drinking water I cleaned the bowl and the floor, then carried him to my house, with the cut up body parts, and leaving the head behind for right now. As I opened my door, I put him down and headed to the kitchen, I got out a marker and wrote puppy