Personal Narrative: Growing Up In The Middle Of The Woods

I was in the middle of the woods. I don’t know how I ended up here, but now I need to find my way out of here and back to my parents who are most likely worried to death about me. I begin trying to find a way out of here, scanning my surroundings but instead looking at huge, tall trees and darkness. I don’t know why but I feel as if someone is behind me or someone staring at me. I quickly ignore the silly thoughts and try to find some sort of way out. Out of nowhere, I feel some breathing down my neck followed by a dark, evil, and mischievous chuckle that made chills run down my spine and caused my flight or fight reaction. “Run. Run fast. Hurry. I can't slow down,” I thought to myself as I was running as fast as I could. “Whatever happens

I begin to panic and my mind starts going wild thinking about all the horrible things the shadow can do to me. My heart start racing 5 billion times a second and I could feel my heart beats against my chest. I close my eyes as the tall shadow starts inching more and more towards me. I tightly shut my eyes and braced myself for the absolute worst that can happen. Suddenly, I hear someone running followed by a loud crash onto the ground and grunts. I quickly open my eyes to find the shadow that had been following me all throughout these woods nowhere to be seen. Curiosity began to take its toll on me, so I manage to stand up and I peer over to my side but found nothing and no one. Not knowing what to do, I wonder around the woods in hopes of finding an exit out of here. Soon enough, I find a ray of light brightly shining on the ground. I follow the light and see complete white. My vision gets blurry for a couple of seconds and I find myself in a room. I am in a bed, tubes are connected to my arms and there is a monitor right next to the bed. I look beside me and find my mom in the chairs. She comes to me once she sees me stir awake. “Where am I? What just happened,” I ask my mom puzzled. I began to bombard her with so many questions because I honestly have no idea how I ended up from the woods to a hospital room.“Everything is going to be okay, don’t worry about anything, just rest for now,” my mom replies to me in a soothing and calming voice. I feel a sharp pain in my leg and move the hospital’s blanket to the side. I find a huge, gauzed and bloody cut from my knee all the way down to my ankle. My breath hitched at the sight of the bloody cut. Suddenly, memories began to flow into my head. How I ended up in the woods, the man following me, falling and getting the cut, everything came to me in such a rush. Now I remember what