Personal Narrative: Everything Is Perfect

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It looked blankly at me, then it had grew a big smirk. My face horrified, jaw dropping, eyes hanging, body trembling. This thing looked... Beautiful. Not a single problem could be seen on it’s face. Perfect skin, hair, eyes, mouth, nose, everything. Perfect. An idealized figure, it was like something out of a dream. You could look at this thing and already tell that it was simply perfect. With not a single defect or negative in it. It took a step towards me, resulting in me backing up and falling to my feet. I look up and stare at it come closer and closer, each step just a perfect as the other. It’s hair waving in the wind like leaves on a tree. I quickly get back on my feet. “What are you?” I asking stuttering numerous times as I try to pronounce …show more content…
As the creature cleans each room. I can’t help but feel completely terrified, my fears deepening more and more as it makes it’s way through the house. The refreshness that I just had felt is gone and ran while it had the chance. Perfect. Perfect. Everything is perfect. Perfect to a point that I could never reach. So perfect that it’s set ups anyone afterword to fail, so perfect that it makes everything else look like a failure. I’m so still and silent from the terror right in front of me that I am as hollow as a husk. I fall into a deep depression watching this… thing clean everything so perfectly. I’d never amount to what it’s doing. It’s so incredible. Not a single mistake. Not a single piece of dust, no stains, no crumbs, nothing. Just a clean room like it had recently been made. How does it do it. In the midst of my horror I manage to reach a level of comfort to the where I can look over and analyze the creature like it did so to me. As I study it I come to and even more horrifying realization. This thing. No, this isn’t a creature. This is a Human!! It’s face. So… different. So gorgeous. It notices me focusing so intently on it, and smirks. In a soft, soothing voice It says, “Is something wrong?”. My heart stops. What do I do? What do I say? I take a huge gulp and just shake my head no, it simply shrugs and goes on with cleaning the house. It can speak, I thought to myself as my head begins to feel light. With such a calming and perfect voice. In a fit of terror, and confusion I dart for my room. I slam and lock the door behind. I glance over my room, and realize that the thing had gotten to it, and made it spotless, not only that, but I picked up my homework that I received the other day, and it was completely filled out. What matter worse is that every answer was correct, and the handwriting. It was superb, not a single spelling mistake, and it looked easy on the eyes and nice.

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