Personal Narrative: The Great Depression

It was a cold, snowy day. Jakey, Scott and I got ready to go to school. Jakey was 17, I was 14, and scott was 20. Jakey and I had to go to school while our dad was dropping off Scott for a College interview for MIT. We didn’t take the bus that day because of how cold it was at the bus stop, so our dad drove us to school. On the way to school, Jakey and I got into a friendly argument on who would win that nights hockey game. It was The Jets vs Wild game. The Wild were Jakeys favorite team and the Jets were mine. “The Jets are extremely bad, there is no way they will beat the Wild”, he said. The argument got heated and I accidentally kicked the back of my dad seat hard. The roads were extremely icy and we went flying into the ditch. I would regret that moment for the rest of my life. *****

Ever since Scott had died on contact, in a car crash 3 year ago, I had been very depressed. I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind that this was all my fault. I tried to not let my depression show to my parents, not that they would even care. I wanted to blame the accident on anyone but myself. Ever since the accident, my parents barely ever payed any attention to me and Jakey had already left for college so I we barely ever talked. I had no friends at school

It was late at night and I could not stay awake. I was woke up in the middle of the night to a weird whispering sound. When my eyes came into focus, I almost fainted. In my room were 8 orbs of the brightest light circled around me. I was terrified. I had no idea what was going on. They were whispering the same thing that the old man had said to me, except these orbs were chanting. They all had deep voices chanting in sync. I tried to run away but like I was once again frozen, like what happened with the old man. They chanted for what seems like an hour until they finally finished. Right then, they all simultaneously shot into my body. I screamed but no sound came out. The man had cursed