Alice Mckelan-Personal Narrative
As Alice McKelan exited the abandoned train station on October 23rd at 10:30 pm her blonde hair blew in her face, covering it like a blanket. She made her way hurriedly down the platform stairs and onto the dimly lit street below, tugging at her coat in an attempt to shelter her body from the chill.
I hated winter, the days were short and the nights were long. The howl of the wind in my ears as it blew hair into my face, making it difficult to concentrate on the environment around me. I could feel the cold nipping at my skin, the air turning cloudy in front of me as if I was breathing out smoke. This was winter.
The figure walked out of the darkness like a monster from the shadowy depths, dressed in a suit of black. He walked lightly behind Alice, far enough that she hadn't yet noticed his presence behind her but close enough to follow her along her …show more content…
The way her eyes widened and her hands clamped up by her sides as she realised she wasn't alone and realised that she was being followed. Her eyes began to glisten with impending tears as she realised she was alone on the street, no cars, no people, no help.
It felt as if my heart was going to pound out of my chest. I could feel his gaze burning into the back of my head like a laser. I threw a quick glance at the street sign ahead, “Hobart St”. I was only a little way from home, I could make it.
Sexual Assault Rise.
A rise has been seen in the sexual assaults of women in the Bellville area in the last 6 months. “Over 50 cases have been reported in the last 6 months alone,” explained chief police officer Greg Fitzgerald. Fitzgerald has advised women to keep there eyes open and …
The headline from last week's newspaper flashed through my mind. How could I have been so stupid. I chucked a quick glance over my shoulder and saw his face hanging low. It looked like he'd gotten closer and I tried to think of what I could do to make sure I wouldn't become another
I hated winter, the days were short and the nights were long. The howl of the wind in my ears as it blew hair into my face, making it difficult to concentrate on the environment around me. I could feel the cold nipping at my skin, the air turning cloudy in front of me as if I was breathing out smoke. This was winter.
The figure walked out of the darkness like a monster from the shadowy depths, dressed in a suit of black. He walked lightly behind Alice, far enough that she hadn't yet noticed his presence behind her but close enough to follow her along her …show more content…
The way her eyes widened and her hands clamped up by her sides as she realised she wasn't alone and realised that she was being followed. Her eyes began to glisten with impending tears as she realised she was alone on the street, no cars, no people, no help.
It felt as if my heart was going to pound out of my chest. I could feel his gaze burning into the back of my head like a laser. I threw a quick glance at the street sign ahead, “Hobart St”. I was only a little way from home, I could make it.
Sexual Assault Rise.
A rise has been seen in the sexual assaults of women in the Bellville area in the last 6 months. “Over 50 cases have been reported in the last 6 months alone,” explained chief police officer Greg Fitzgerald. Fitzgerald has advised women to keep there eyes open and …
The headline from last week's newspaper flashed through my mind. How could I have been so stupid. I chucked a quick glance over my shoulder and saw his face hanging low. It looked like he'd gotten closer and I tried to think of what I could do to make sure I wouldn't become another