Eudora Welty's The Thief-Personal Narrative
Suddenly, I caught sight of a figure running out of the shop like a bat out of hell and disappeared in a cloud of dust. A video games disk
Fell onto my hands out of a sudden.
The whole action happened really fast. I was so shocked that I just stood in the middle
Of the road and heard someone calling," Stop thief!" but I simply don’ get what's going on.
After recalling the scene, I knew abruptly that I was holding the booty of the thief!
I threw it on the floor violently and ran as fast as I can. The track blurred below me as I felt a surge of adrenaline. The steady thump of my footsteps echoed in my ears and beads of sweat rolled down my forehead. A police car chased me along the way and I felt exhausted than ever. After half an hour of …show more content…
dashing, my soul is at its summit, but I was elated after getting rid of the tiring chase by entering a park full of trees.
It was already dusk.
I let my weary body fall onto a piece of comfortable grassland. Surrounded by a huge crowd of park visitors, I knew I wouldn’t be noticed easily. “Just exculpate yourself if you got caught,” I thought. As I feel my consciousness ebbing away, and my thoughts, as clear and concise as they were mere moments ago, were coming to an end. My eyes grow heavy from the exhaustion, sending me into a shadow of darkness…
“Explain, Wendy, for what you have done! You are accused for……” The nightmare woke me up for the third time. I looked down at my watch showing 9:00a.m, wondering what was my family doing now. They must be extremely worried about me. I miss my home and I can’t let myself be wrongly accused forever. But…I was really afraid but still made my decision after thinking for a while.
I left the park and bought myself a breakfast using the money in my pocket. After the meal,
I felt much more energetic and headed towards the police station a few miles away. I took a deep breath and stepped in. I told a nice policeman called James about my issue and he showed great sympathy to me. It turned out that he was the crew captain and James checked the shop cctv. I finally won my innocence back and after doing several procedures, I went home merrily in deep thoughts, recalling my experience in the past two days. The next morning, the news headlines were: Arrested a thief from stealing a video game disk; wrongly accused kid won back her
innocence. Ever since then, I always knew how to cope with things
Fell onto my hands out of a sudden.
The whole action happened really fast. I was so shocked that I just stood in the middle
Of the road and heard someone calling," Stop thief!" but I simply don’ get what's going on.
After recalling the scene, I knew abruptly that I was holding the booty of the thief!
I threw it on the floor violently and ran as fast as I can. The track blurred below me as I felt a surge of adrenaline. The steady thump of my footsteps echoed in my ears and beads of sweat rolled down my forehead. A police car chased me along the way and I felt exhausted than ever. After half an hour of …show more content…
dashing, my soul is at its summit, but I was elated after getting rid of the tiring chase by entering a park full of trees.
It was already dusk.
I let my weary body fall onto a piece of comfortable grassland. Surrounded by a huge crowd of park visitors, I knew I wouldn’t be noticed easily. “Just exculpate yourself if you got caught,” I thought. As I feel my consciousness ebbing away, and my thoughts, as clear and concise as they were mere moments ago, were coming to an end. My eyes grow heavy from the exhaustion, sending me into a shadow of darkness…
“Explain, Wendy, for what you have done! You are accused for……” The nightmare woke me up for the third time. I looked down at my watch showing 9:00a.m, wondering what was my family doing now. They must be extremely worried about me. I miss my home and I can’t let myself be wrongly accused forever. But…I was really afraid but still made my decision after thinking for a while.
I left the park and bought myself a breakfast using the money in my pocket. After the meal,
I felt much more energetic and headed towards the police station a few miles away. I took a deep breath and stepped in. I told a nice policeman called James about my issue and he showed great sympathy to me. It turned out that he was the crew captain and James checked the shop cctv. I finally won my innocence back and after doing several procedures, I went home merrily in deep thoughts, recalling my experience in the past two days. The next morning, the news headlines were: Arrested a thief from stealing a video game disk; wrongly accused kid won back her
innocence. Ever since then, I always knew how to cope with things