Personal Narrative: Child Abuse

I began my day like any other day. I woke up, I brushed my teeth and I got in my van to go to work but, something felt different today. Could it have been the three car accidents or the three red lights the caught me? No. When I was driving I happened to of run over something. I was frightened, I have never run over anything in my entire life. I looked in my rear-view mirror as I was driving away and the image I viewed was hideous. It was a crushed goose with its feathers flying everywhere and blood splattered all over the street. I was going to stop but I needed to get to work. As I was driving I couldn’t stop thinking of that image of the mangled-up goose and then I started to get very tense and my neck started to feel a sharp pain, it was …show more content…
Tom was comforting me about it and told me “everyone runs over something once in their lives.” That had made me feel better. But I started to get uneasy again. There was a goose who landed right outside the Domino’s. This goose was just staring at me through the window, it felt like its eyes were beaming right through me. I tried to ignore it but it just kept looking at me for hours. And as time flew by more geese joined the fiendish beast. there were twelve geese all together by the end of the day and they all were waiting for something. All of a sudden it was the end of the day and me Tom, and our other co-worker Billy were closing up. Billy is a tall man with black hair and blue eyes and the ideal male physique. Billy had been working in the back all day so he had not seen the geese. “What are those stupid ducks doing there?” Billy said. “Actually, their geese”. Tom said. “Shut up, why are they here?” I told Tom that we don’t know and that they have been outside all day. Billy looked out and said, “I’m going to give those Ducks a good talking to.” as he cracked his knuckles. “I’m not sure if that’s a good idea, Geese are vicious creatures.” Tom