Personal Narrative Essay On Rosewood

The air turned black all around me and suddenly wasn’t in my room, in my little house in my little town of rosewood. As a little girl I always wanted out, I didn’t fit in I never did. In addition I always knew I was different, I use to walk around like everything was fine, but deep down inside nothing ever made sense. I thought I was normal,I looked normal, I walked normal, I spoke normal, but I wasn’t normal. However everyone saw me as just another little girl, but little did they, or I know I was nothing near normal.

Ever since I could remember I would wake up from nightmares at night every night.Consequently this nightmares were constant came around every day same nightmare at the same time at night 4 a.m. Although it might sound dumb, but I felt like I was in the nightmare it felt so real. I would wake up screaming and crying, but my parents never worried they thought it was a phase a kid thing. Though

The darkness started to clear, it turned foggy and in a matter of minutes the fog turned into a sunny blue sky. Moreover I was in a forest a beautiful forest with beautiful tall trees it was like nothing I had ever seen before. Such beauty was only seen movies I mean I never got out of my little dry deserted Rosewood.Nevertheless I had never been here, but I had a strange feeling of direction like my body and legs moved by themselves and knew where I was going.
Hours passed and I walked and walked I seemed to be going nowhere. I really didn’t mind, I mean I was enjoying the beautiful forest that almost seemed enchanted like in all those fairy movies my little sister likes to watch. Out of nowhere fog was all around I pondered deeply why this had happened when suddenly just like in my dreams had appeared. At first it was serene I guess quit tranquil I didn’t see anyone. At this moment I started questioning reality, maybe I was still asleep ,but how I remember waking up this couldn’t be a