Personal Narrative: An Electrocuted Man

The Electrocuted Man

One stormy night, as I was out walking just outside of Lime Spring, Iowa, lightning began flashing every second across the sky. The wind developed a creepy whistle to it. Whoooo! Whooo! While I walked across the bridge over the Upper Iowa River, the water started to rise. Higher and higher every second. Soon the water was over the bridge. I started to run full sprint, so I wouldn’t get caught in the rushing water. As I was running, I came to a halt. The rain was still coming down pretty hard. I couldn’t see anything because my face was filled with rain drops. I opened my mouth to let the rain tickle my throat. I watched a bright bolt of lightning zig-zagged all the way across the sky and lit up a barn building in the distance. I started walking toward the direction of the barn. As the barn came into view, I could see it was covered with aged brick and siding. I also saw a sign. I could only read the sign when the lightning flashed, because that was my only light. The sign said, “Lidtke Mill.” I checked the doors to see if they were locked, but once I pushed on them, they flew right open. I was surprised that the inside of the Lidtke Mill was bright and creepy. The building was full of dust and flour, but it had nobody inside. While I stepped closer and closer to the middle of the room, the doors suddenly started to close behind me. I bolted to the door, but it was too late. They closed before I even got close. Since I was locked inside, I decided to investigate. I looked around the place looking for an exit. While I was looking around a room, I heard a noise. The noise sounded like rushing water. The first thing that I did, of course, was hide. After a while, the sound of rushing water stopped. I knew that the noise was not the rain, because this noise was softer than the big raindrops pelting on the metal roof outside. I saw a door opened. A man came out into the room whistling a song. His hands were soaking wet. You could see water drops dripping down his arm. I started to quietly back away from the place I was hiding. I want to get out of here! I thought. I backed up way too far. I hit a flour bag which fell on the ground making a loud thud. The man looked up, “Who’s there?” I didn’t answer. I was too scared to even move. “Come out so I can see you! Or I will come to you!” I didn’t want him to find me, and I didn’t really want to step out in the light either. Although, I had to make a choice. Let him find me, or step out. So I stepped. The man’s face was stern and serious. I could tell that he wasn’t expecting any visitors today. “What is your name?” “My name is Mia.” I said looking at the floor. “Well Mia, what are you doing here?” “I was out walking in the rain, and I saw this building. I thought it was a perfect place to stay, while waiting the storm out.” “How did you get in here?” “The doors were unlocked when I got here.” It seemed like the man didn’t even hear me. …show more content…
It was like I was talking to a ghost. He never really looked at me or acknowledged I was talking to him. He started to move over to where I was. He reached forward. I thought that he was going to attack me. I ducked out of the way, but all he did was reach for the light switch. As he reached for the switch to turn off the lights, I saw a drop of water fall on the floor from his hands. Then the lights went berserk . All of the lights were going off and on again. I looked at the man and realized that he was being electrocuted. I couldn’t hear anything besides the echoing of his screams. Finally everything stopped. The lights were off, and the man was standing there looking lost. “Are you okay?!” I asked. “How many fingers am I holding up?” Even though it was dark inside, I could still see