Year 11 Personal Narrative

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22nd of June 2035 2:43pm, I’m in my basement crouching in the corner, thinking of what my brother would be doing at this moment as I shake in terror, hiding from the outside world. It’s too dangerous to go outside, people screaming, shouting in horror. The room lights up from the street light flickering outside the window. Up stairs I listen to dad’s loud footsteps as the beams in the basement creak as If they're going to collapse. I hear footsteps making their way down the old brown rickety staircase “ milla “ my dad says in a trembling scared voice I reply “ dad? “ with an extremely low, quite unsure voice. His boots kicking the dust and rocks as he comes closer and I can see his dirty, brown and dusty face in the light. He quickly rushes …show more content…

Unsure of what's about to happen, I slowly approach the old brown broken door, I got excited, thinking It was my dad. There was a man, a man standing there in black, i’m standing there in shock, he grabs me by my hand and pulls me out of my house and places me inside this black car this car looks quite similar to the car my father got into, he drives off. About 15 minutes later we have arrived at this big place with smoke coming out of the roof, I step out of the car and see my father In the top window, I jump up and down, waving my arms in the air trying to get his attention. His eyes lock with mine, he looks for a few seconds it's as if he was trying to figure out who I was, he grabs the curtains and pulls them across. At that moment I feel abandoned and lonely like I don't have a family. I turn around to see the man in black staring at me with sympathy, I could see in his eyes he knew what I was going through at that point I felt some sort of connection there. Unexpectedly a siren starts going off, people running from everywhere, the man in black takes me as if I was his daughter and he was trying to protect me, i was here to see my dad but I guess not. A countdown starts over the loudspeaker “ 10, 9, 8 “ in that moment I could hear everyone else's heartbeat, but the loudest was my own “ 7, 6, 5 “ i scream at the top of my lungs “ MY FATHER IS IN THERE “ as my tears are falling off my face “ 4, 3, 2 “ this is it “ 1 “ all was still for 3 seconds, the building in front of me just completely blew up “ BOOM “ fire, screams and black smoke filled the air as i cried out most of the tears I have in my body. The man in black revealed himself to me, he slows took off his black mask. I was shocked it was... it was my long lost brother, for a second there everything stopped, it went into slow motion like it was only us in the

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