Personal Narrative: Jennifer's Murder

When I was a teenager I remember a murder that had happened in Frankfort, Germany. My friend Robbie and I were at his house at the time the murder had happened. We were a little worried when we glanced at the TV, and heard about the murder that had happened that morning. My friend and I decided to go for a stroll later that night because we wanted to go to the campsite where we both went camping over the summer. At the time Robbie and I thought it was safe to go and visit the campsite. It was 9:00 at night, and we were strolling through the dark and creepy streets. Around us all we heard was the screeching of the night owls. The weather was getting so foggy that I lost sight of my friend. I glanced around shaking and trembling,

Robbie and I looked over our shoulders, and we saw the man running after us with an axe. The axe had sharp blades on each end. It had a very menacing look to it. We both turned around and ran into my friend's dark brown house. The man with the axe was no where to be seen. I decided to lock the door. We both walked over to his closet and grabbed candles. Nearby was a drawer, and inside the drawer there was some match's that we used to light the candles. Robbie ran off in search of weapons for him and I to use. The moonlight shined down through the windows, dimly showing me the way to the living room. I walked towards the living room, below me the floor was creaking and groaning with every step I took. As I entered the living room I glanced out the window and saw a dark outline of a man. The next moment it wasn't there. I bolted back to the kitchen to find Robbie. He was nowhere to be seen. I felt sweat pouring down my face, as I frantically ran around the house to find Robbie. All of a sudden I hear the floorboards above me start creaking and groaning. I thought to myself, is that the murderer! I tiptoed my way to the stairs, and then I walked quietly to the top of the stairs. The creaking was getting louder. The footsteps were coming from inside his parents bedroom. I was trembling as I slowly turned the knob on the door. As I opened the door I looked and saw Robbie. I felt relieved knowing

We both got scared, so we opened the bathroom cupboards and hid inside of them. We were both breathing loudly. All around us doors were opening, except for the bathroom we were hiding in. We heard the bathroom door creek, and groan as it was opened. The man with the axe came over to where we were hiding. Robbie and I heard sirens in the distance, and then the sirens became very loud. The police were running up the stairs. The man with the axe opened up the cupboards where we were hiding, and then he suddenly bolted out of the bathroom quickly because he heard the police coming upstairs. Shortly after we heard the man with the axe get tackled by a