Personal Narrative-Sacrifice

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(It was late night when I saw it.) I did not know what to do. I did not know whether to run and scream or stay and watch. I was walking through a field, when (I heard a noise), a scream. I kept walking, until I heard it again. That is when I decided to check it out. (The scream came from the woods.) I was hesitant at first, until I heard more noises. It sounded like chanting. I walked into the woods and followed the noise. (A couple of miles was what I walked.) I came closer and closer to the chanting. I noticed that there was a fire. There was a group of people dressed in black robes. I overheard them talking. “We must find a sacrifice. It must be of young age. We must separate and search. Remember you can’t get caught,” one of them said. The one who did the talking had jet-black hair. I got closer so that I could hear more. …show more content…

If you can find two young children who are pure, your reward will greatly affect you in the afterlife. Go, search, don’t get caught,” said the man with the black hair. He fed fuel to the fire, but it was not wood. (It looked like bones.) The fire didn`t burn red, it burned black. I assumed that the man with the black hair was in charge. I decided to leave until I heard the others returning. No one had a child. “Why didn’t you find any children? You did not do your job, which was to find a sacrifice. Are there no children? It`s Halloween. There are children everywhere running around in their costumes. Are they hard to capture? A child is like a butterfly. They`re easy to catch. Do you not know what the effect will be if we don’t find a sacrifice? The result will be horrible,” he said. There was another noise, which sounded familiar. I noticed that they were all looking in my direction. It was my phone. I tried to turn it off, but it was too late. They caught me. When they grabbed my arm, I felt the *darkness* consume me. The man with the black hair, the leader, spoke to