Personal Narrative Essay: Severing Dragons
It was 1 am and I was busy playing Severing Dragons, a recently released MMORTS, when the phone rang. Of course, I really didn’t want to get up. I had just begun a new match and forfeiting would cost me 40 human souls and lower my ranking. I assumed it was just my parents and although I could just lie and say I was sleeping, they would never believe it. I had a consistent system of sleep at 2:30 am and an afternoon nap in their eyes. It wasn’t far from the truth, but annoying nonetheless.
I muted the game and grabbed a strap I was testing to secure the phone to the side of my head, so that I could talk and play.
However I put down the strap when I saw the caller id, it wasn’t my parents who had called, it was the police. “Hello,” I answered hesitantly. …show more content…
Or should I repeat what I said?”
“No… I mean yes, yes I understood.”
“Alright,” he said, “Now, it is currently under investigation why the car was speeding. The car is believed to have malfunctioned, which will lessen your parents’ responsibility. However, your parents were under the influence of drugs, this has been proven without a doubt. As is federal mandate, all property of those involved in drug related murder is to be seized for criminal investigation. I regret to inform you that you are required to leave your house by midnight.”
“I’m being evicted.” I say in shock.
“Temporary, yes. If it is deemed that your parents were innocent, or the victim’s family decides it does not want to seize the house, you will be returned the house. The expected duration of the trial is 2 years, if all goes well for you will be returned the house then. Do not count on it. As for your things, the law entitles you to certain personal belongings which cannot be seized. Please grab a pen and copy this down.”
Through some built in survival mechanism perhaps. I scurried to find a pen and paper despite barely having any conscious acknowledgment of the events that were unfolding around
I muted the game and grabbed a strap I was testing to secure the phone to the side of my head, so that I could talk and play.
However I put down the strap when I saw the caller id, it wasn’t my parents who had called, it was the police. “Hello,” I answered hesitantly. …show more content…
Or should I repeat what I said?”
“No… I mean yes, yes I understood.”
“Alright,” he said, “Now, it is currently under investigation why the car was speeding. The car is believed to have malfunctioned, which will lessen your parents’ responsibility. However, your parents were under the influence of drugs, this has been proven without a doubt. As is federal mandate, all property of those involved in drug related murder is to be seized for criminal investigation. I regret to inform you that you are required to leave your house by midnight.”
“I’m being evicted.” I say in shock.
“Temporary, yes. If it is deemed that your parents were innocent, or the victim’s family decides it does not want to seize the house, you will be returned the house. The expected duration of the trial is 2 years, if all goes well for you will be returned the house then. Do not count on it. As for your things, the law entitles you to certain personal belongings which cannot be seized. Please grab a pen and copy this down.”
Through some built in survival mechanism perhaps. I scurried to find a pen and paper despite barely having any conscious acknowledgment of the events that were unfolding around