Personal Narrative-Five Years Later On The Dreaded Island

5 Years Later on the Dreaded Island It has been five years since I have killed the man who killed others as a ‘sport’. I got a type of pleasure seeing that man die in pain. I went to sleep in that giant bed with a feeling of satisfaction towards myself. That following morning, as I was eating a wonderful breakfast of eggs and porridge, I heard a low, muffled sound of some sort. As curious as I am, I walked down the steps and the noise became louder, and louder. The voice rang, “Help us! Help!”
I opened the old, wooden, smelly door and saw rows and rows of people lying on old, gross bunk beds. There had to be at least 200 people down in this huge room! I think Zaroff lied a bit when he said he kept a ‘few’ people. I did not even get a thanks …show more content…
I was getting to know their names, homes, and how they got here. They all were part of a group, CPPH3. They were sent by the Russian army to kill Zaroff, but they were told to still remain undercover. These men’s names were Matthew, Logan, Owen, Phillip, and Luke. I let them know that I had already done the dirty deed for them, and specifically the night before. It is now five years later. These men still live with me in this house of no name. We will be good on supplies for about 45 more years. Looking at Zaroff’s food supply, you would think he was going to live forever. Every now and then I go look out the main window just to enjoy the beauty of this dreaded island. All at once I saw something swiftly move through the bushes. “Matthew, Logan, Owen, Phillip, and Luke.! Come here at this moment something strange is going on!” I forgot that Matthew and Logan had gone out on a run and Owen, Phillip, and Luke were still sleeping. I remained looking out the window as I saw this ‘creature’ move around the house, ending up directly in front of the house. I swiftly walked to front door and opened the door. I saw a man holding a gun to Logan’s head. That man looked exactly like