Personal Narrative

“The secret is how to die.” Those were the last words I heard before falling into what seemed to be a bottomless abyss. At last I hit the stony ground feeling every bone in my body cry out. I did not move, I did not speak. Darkness held me in its grasp not allowing me to move but eventually I stood. The room was no brighter than shoe shiner and damper than a fresh dew. I was able to make my way three strides in each direction before hitting a wall but I did find something. It was a 9mm pistol with a attached tactical light. Without hesitation I picked the pistol up, put it to my head and pulled the trigger. Once again I hit the floor with ear raising crack. I recovered the pistol similar in appearance but different from the last. I saw

I began to focus on the rest of the contents that came from the bag. It held a backpack with an assortment of melee weapons, ammo, food, drink and a thing of rope. I looked around the room but began to lose hope as I saw no points of interest that could lead to an exit. I laid down and began to cry, this was the first time I had thought of my family and really questioned where I was. Why was I the only one who did not die from the explosions, why am I the only one down here? I stood up to a small tremor, then a violent shake accompanied by a molten rock shower. I had nowhere to go, the eruption had come from across the cavern but the molten rock was crawling its way slowly towards me. I was stuck between a wall and the little bit of water left in the room I had only one option. I was with my family when I saw them coming, hundreds of fiery streaks shooting out of the sky landing all over our city, making large flashes when meeting with the ground. We began to run for the underground tunnels dodging fallen trees and ruined building until was saw it, no more than a hundred meters away but we were too late. The gate was obliterated by a tall oak tree, we began to search for any other possible escape and that was when we saw it. A ominous cavern in the side of a hill. “That wasn’t always there was it?” I yelled. She replied “No, but that is our best option right now.” We each went to grab a kid but we couldn’t, they were in a better place. We began to run not looking back at the horrible scene we had just witnessed. Once inside way began to weep with the image of our children's bodies gone, replaced by a smoking crater. We knew they would find us here, I pulled out my 9mm and gave it to my wife and she nodded, put it to her head, and pulled the trigger. I awoke in the cold cavern, water splashing me in the face as I came to. They were the lucky ones, I