Oakley Inn-Personal Narrative

Dimitri slowly opened his eyes gazing upon the large glass window straight ahead. The sunset was on fire and appeared as it had been dyed red. He left the bed sheets messily crinkled as if there an elephant stampede occurred. Dimitri was highly anticipating his upcoming law interview the following week. After all he had to survive in a filthy, claustrophobic, musty smelling, two and a half star hotel called Oakley Inn, which was near the outskirts of the City. He quickly splashes water on his face, jumps into his suit and pops on his squared glasses.

The grey haired Oakley Inn was surprisingly fully booked for the week. This was the first time it had been fully booked, shockingly considering there were other hotels with more decent customer service. Dimitri slammed his door shut, while walking down to the …show more content…
They all had consistently presumed the same theory which was someone with a skinny physique in all black. Everyone pointed to the waiter and held her accountable for the homicide. The waiter instantly went into a panic attack and dashes to the kitchen. She quickly opens each drawer and places a large, sharpened, meat cleaver on the kitchen bench. Then she grabs a thick rope from the kitchen supply room, cuts it long enough to tie it to the ceiling and ties another loop for her head. The waiter next carries one of the termite eaten wooden chairs and positions it near the rope. She slowly places her feet onto the chair and stands straight. Then slowly inhales, barely breathing and shakes her head knowing that she has been a victim of her own mind. The waiter inserts her head into the loop and in that moment she slowly and gracefully lets go and jumps off the wooden chair. Within seconds the waiter had just committed suicide purely due to the accusation of being the murderer. She hung from the ceiling with the colour flowing out of her soul, as she turned as purple and white like an abnormal