Personal Narrative Essay

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“Tout de suite Entrez!” She says, looking at the alley entrance, watching the dead soldiers, and then pointing at him to go in. They go through a first-rate camouflage tunnel smartly hidden on the outside of the brick wall. Something right out of a James Bond movie, a fine piece of work that has impressed Freddie once again. That along with the impeccable timing of the figure in black, has Freddie believing that Murphy’s Law has done a complete about-face, and whatever can go right is in full effect. The figure in black is studying him as he enters the tunnel. “American?” She asks, surprising Freddie with her question. “You speak English,” looking back relieved she speaks his language. “Thank God for that.” He says, “Between this French shit …show more content…

“What the hell was that?” “The Germans are bombing,” “Thanks a lot,” he sarcastically replied. Another bomb shakes the passageway creaking the building, creating falling debris and clouds of dust that makes it tough to breathe. Freddie is moving as fast as possible through the narrow tunnel. With the walls in danger of collapsing, and bombs exploding in a rapid progression, one more blast could potentially bring this old relic rattling down on the both of them. “The Germans have taken over our country,” she says, paying the questionable integrity of the tunnel and constant blasts no mind. He is won over by her nerves of steel, the building is shaking with earthquake force and she acts as if it is no big deal. Therefore, he reminds himself, he is in a time marked by atrocities, against humanity, and she needs to know what is happening. Advancing through the narrow opening, impulse kicks in. “Do you know what Hitler is doing to the Jews?” Taken aback by the question the girl gets defensive. “You are a spy?” “No, I’m not,” Freddie assures the overzealous patriot. “Trust me. You would not believe where I come from.” …show more content…

A stationary doorway that allows us to travel in time, but is it also possible we may control the exact time in which we can get access to. Consequently sending him exactly where we wish.” “I’m not sure,” Boniface explains to Lawton. “But if we bring him back successfully. We may gather enough information to manage his destiny.” With only 3 hours 32 minutes and 12 seconds, remaining on the clock Laura lies sleeping on the sofa. Fletcher, who is eavesdropping on the scientists, even though their terminology leaves him in another world, there is a human life riding on the crazy experiment; as a result, he steadily dusts the equipment, keeping it as clean as possible, making sure everything is in working order. Suddenly Lawton realizes something else. “Oh my, Professor how dim-witted of us, we may lose him!” “What do you mean?” “We haven’t taken into consideration how much time it takes to travel through time. If we wait until the last second to bring him back, we are taking a risk to lose him. Moving through a point must apparently consume time, but how much?” Lawton continues with a Sherlock Homes mentality; explaining the clues to Doctor Watson, also known as the professor in this

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