Personal Narrative

Prologue: I tossed and turned all night. Thunder boomed outside, and the wind roared against the trees. Then, I jolted upright at the sound of footsteps above me. "What was that?" I said to myself. I crawled out of bed, and grabbed the yellow flashlight beside my bed. I flicked the switch on the side, and I walked out of the bedroom, letting the light lead the way. I could no longer hear the footsteps, but only the creaking floor boards. All of a sudden I could hear the foot steps again, but they were louder and closer. I could hear the footsteps coming from the game room. I slowly opened the door, and shined the flashlight into the darkness reviling nothing but the pool table. "I guess it was just my imagination." I sighed. I then got

Which were still heavy with grogginess. I looked over to my alarm clock, and I had another hour before I had to get ready to go to work. So I decided to watch Netflix and chill. My phone beeped and vibrated in my pocket, and I took it out to see what it was. Notification: Mr. Boddy has been found dead in his manor. "Oh, I need to get to work right now!" I pause my Netflix, and went to the front door. I opened it, and found a white envelope, with an orange stamp with a B in it. "I don't have time for this." I murmured as I picked it up and crammed into my pocket. I decided to walk once I had realized how nice it was out. I lived in New York City, and my job was being a detective for the NYCPD (New York City Police Department). After about ten minutes of walking I made it to the NYCPD. I walked in, and up the marble stairs to my office, the place was packed. Everybody was trying to speak to somebody in the NYCPD. I already had somebody waiting for me in my

Boddy, since I have heard that you are a very smart detective. So, I hope that you will join me at the manor with a few other detectives that I have invited. Arrive at 5:30pm.

"So, will you come?" The stranger asked calmly.

"uh...I guess," I responded," I have nothing better to do this evening."

"Good, my name is Mr. Green, and I'm one of the detectives that will be with you tonight." He claimed.

"Nice to meet you, I'm..." Mr. Green cut me off before I could finish.

"I know who you are Mr. Plum." He answered, "I will see you tonight."

He walked out of my lab, and I started to analyze some of the wounds on Mr. Boddy.

Later that night: I drove up the silent hill on the outskirts of New York. I was worried about something, but I couldn't remember. I could see several other cars in front of the house. A red, white, blue, yellow, and green car waiting. "I guess I'm late." I murmured, "I could have swore it was 6:00." I picked up the letter, and realized that it was at 5:30! I parked my car, and walked across the stone steps to the back of the house, since I could hear noises. I realized that everybody was in the middle of the garden, looking down at something. I walked through the flowers and trees. "Hello!" I exclaimed. Everybody turned around with a shocked