Personal Narrative: My Locker

It was dark, cold and silent. I went back into the building for my cheer shoes i left in my locker, i felt people staring but i know the only thing looking at me was the silent emergency lights at the exit signs. When i walked i felt someone walk behind me but it was only the sound of me not picking up my feet. When i finally got to my locker i couldn't open it, the number turned into letters and i started to panic in even a faster pace, Got it! I snached my shoes as fast as i could and slammed my locker, all the noise went back to a windy black silence.

I didn't want to walk all the way back out into my car. I stepped away from the locker with my bright white cheer shoes and i walked, i walked and i walked. I walked faster and faster until