Personal Narrative-Edward Sprint's Home

While watching Edward sprint out of the town, everyone in the diner lowered their heads, then walked over to a large park in the center of town. This was the normal reaction after each person had left the town. Being the known speaker for the town, I had been propped up on a bench, with everyone in town staring at me, awaiting my response to this disappointing outcome. However, this time, I couldn't find the words of comfort. Even though it would've been nice to have Edward join them, he seemed like a pleasant individual, and made him question why he is trying to prevent good people from trying to pursue their dreams.
The townsfolk, still waiting for my response, started to get nervous. Murmurs started spreading throughout the crowd, and some people started to leave. I stood, frozen. Ben Lightfoot walked up to me, and started to speak.
“What's wrong? It's not like you to fall silent, especially at a time like this.”
“I don't feel right,” I responded. “I don't know if letting Edward leave is a good or bad thing.”
Ben looked disgusted. He shot me a look, and started walking away, toward the diner again. As I watched him leave, I slowly got down
from the bench, and stared at the sky. The grey, cloudy sky seemed eternal, and never changed. I walked away from the park, and started looking around the town. As I did, I noticed how no one complained about their life of abnormality. That's when an unexpected visitor came. A white furred dog came, seemingly as the new gatekeeper. This happened often, a new one occurring after each traveler left the town. This one, however, stared at me with a different look in their eyes. The other gatekeepers looked at all of the townsfolk with anger, but this one looked at me with hope. That's when I thought of something new. Something I didn't dare try after I was bitten. I reached my hand out, and called to it. The new gatekeeper, not snarling, walked up to me, and licked my hand. Amazed, I stroked the top of its head, and walked to my apartment. However, the new dog followed him.
“I'll call you Renata,” I said to it. “For redemption.”
Feeling different, I started to pack my bags, wanting to leave the town, as I had a long time ago. I didn't know what caused this feeling, nor gave me the ability to leave the town, but I didn't miss a beat, and left my apartment with a large suitcase in my arms. As Renata and I started leaving, we passed the diner, and Ben was standing in front of me. I tried to talk to him, but it seemed like he had a different look in his eyes. He seemed… different than before. Not the same Ben I knew.
“What do you want, Ben?” I started reaching forward to tap his shoulder.
Suddenly he grabbed my arm, slowly using more and more force, not speaking. I quickly tore my hand away. Then, he spoke.
“At least stay a while,” he said. “A few days at least.”
I stopped in my tracks.
That's exactly what I said to Edward when he was able to leave. What is happening to these townsfolk? Renata started to snarl, but I held out a hand to stop her. Then, I took a small step, and used all of my force to shove Ben, focusing my hands on his chest, causing him to fall. Using this opportunity, I started to break out in a slight sprint. All of this seemed familiar to me. Behind me and Renata were the townsfolk, trying to prevent me from leaving. Desperate, I used all of my effort, and finally reached the border, where the townsfolk were left just standing there due to their unfortunate trance they were unaware of. Finally safe, I looked at Renata, who was out of breath. I reached down to pet her, and started to walk down the road, hoping to meet Edward once more to thank him for
everything.