Personal Narrative: My Red Bike
The date was September 15th, 2011. It was a normal night, and the air was getting colder as fall approached Northern Minnesota. The perfect condition for riding my brand new red bike. I used to always love going on bike rides around the small lake that was just a couple steps from the back door of my house. At age twelve I was a really active child, and riding bike at night was my favorite thing. It gave me time to be by myself and just think about life. My parents never worried about my safety because in our little town of Middle Rock there was a population of only about 200. So when I went missing one September night, no one noticed. I suddenly woke up to an extremely bright white light shining straight into my eyes. Quickly I tried to sit up from my laying position, but I couldn't. Straps were restraining my legs and torso to a cold, metal table. Finally my eyes became focused and I scanned the surrounding room. Where was I? I was sitting in a tiny, unfamiliar place. It was covered floor to ceiling in a silver chrome color, almost like it was made out of mirrors. Looking up I saw
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strange contraptions that looked almost like lasers, also there was a small porthole window on the ceiling. Out of the window from my position I could only see the black sky so it did no good in helping me figure out where I was. I looked down at myself and searched for a way to get my harnesses off, luckily there was. Buckles on the sides of the straps were close enough for my hands to reach so I unbuckled myself and slid off of the high table. I walked across the room to a large metal door. I knocked on it. Not even a minute later the door flew open and knocked me to the ground. I looked up to see who had opened it and was in instant shock. Seconds after I got a glimpse of my kidnapper, I was hit on the head by a strong force. Once again, I woke up to a light shining in my eyes, but this time it was different. It wasn’t a light, it was the sun. I quickly looked down at my body, not a single restraint was on me. Looking to my right I saw my bike laying on its side just a few feet away from me. I wondered to myself what had happened. My head had a golf ball sized knot on it and it throbbed like crazy. Suddenly I remembered the strange creature that captured me. It had a tall and skinny figure, with skin like leather. The scariest part was it’s huge all black eyes that stared down at me. That's all that I remembered before I was knocked out. I shrugged it off and just assumed that I had fallen off of my bike and hit my head. I got back on my bike and started pedaling, until i noticed strange markings on the tops of my hands. The bike skid to a stop and I sat there in horror looking at the marks that coated my body. Up and down my arms were dime sized red circles that were almost like sores. I thought about what they could be from and there was no logical explanation. Panicking, I sped back to my house as fast as my legs could possibly go.
I dropped my bike in my front yard and raced into the house. Calling for my mom and dad I suddenly realized that it was a weekday and they would be at work. Being that I was an only child, I was home alone. Quickly, I looked at the clock on the stove in the kitchen, it was 11:02 a.m.. They wouldn't be home for at least six more hours. I started panicking and thinking of all of the possibilities of what could’ve happened to me. Then I remembered my strange dream that I had when I fell off of my bike. Maybe what I thought was a dream was actually a reality. I needed some time to think and calm down so I went upstairs and into my bedroom. I jumped into my bed and tried to get some rest because I hadn’t slept that night due to my bike accident. My eyes were slowly closing more and more and I finally fell
asleep.
I started to get the same strange dreams that I had had before. My dream started with the gray unknown creature picking me up off of the ground and taking me down a long narrow hallway. I had had some consciousness left. He took me into a room that looked almost identical to the one I had been in before, but it had one horrendous feature. There was a young boy, probably around seven years old, lying on a metal table in the middle of the room. He had tubes coming out of his arms and legs and he had a strange helmet like object on his head. His screams filled the whole room. The child was yelling for them to let him go and then suddenly everything stopped, and another creature that was working on the boy turned to face me. This thing was somehow even scarier than the one that was holding me. He was taller and instead of gray skin he had all black slimy looking skin. His eyes were just as big but there was a sense of evil and craze in them. I then proceeded to pass out because of my head injury and the shock that I had just been put in. I awoke to a sharp pain in my left arm, looking at my arm I saw the black creature placing the tubes onto it. Screaming for help, the creature spoke to me. He said, “Stay still human or else you will be terminated.” His voice sounded like nothing I had ever heard before, it was high pitched and robotic. I did what he said because I didn’t want to be killed. The pain was just too much for me and I passed out once again.
I woke up in my bed, I glanced to my right and looked at my clock. The time was 7:23 a.m. I got up and walked downstairs to my kitchen. Both of my parents were down there eating breakfast. All of a sudden I got completely confused, nothing made sense. The last time that I had looked at the clock it was 11 and now it was 7. I peered down at my hands, not a single red mark showed and my head felt fine. I went out to the garage and my bike was sitting in it’s usual spot. None of this seemed to be real. Was I dreaming the whole thing? Or is there really life out there besides the humans on this small Earth?
strange contraptions that looked almost like lasers, also there was a small porthole window on the ceiling. Out of the window from my position I could only see the black sky so it did no good in helping me figure out where I was. I looked down at myself and searched for a way to get my harnesses off, luckily there was. Buckles on the sides of the straps were close enough for my hands to reach so I unbuckled myself and slid off of the high table. I walked across the room to a large metal door. I knocked on it. Not even a minute later the door flew open and knocked me to the ground. I looked up to see who had opened it and was in instant shock. Seconds after I got a glimpse of my kidnapper, I was hit on the head by a strong force. Once again, I woke up to a light shining in my eyes, but this time it was different. It wasn’t a light, it was the sun. I quickly looked down at my body, not a single restraint was on me. Looking to my right I saw my bike laying on its side just a few feet away from me. I wondered to myself what had happened. My head had a golf ball sized knot on it and it throbbed like crazy. Suddenly I remembered the strange creature that captured me. It had a tall and skinny figure, with skin like leather. The scariest part was it’s huge all black eyes that stared down at me. That's all that I remembered before I was knocked out. I shrugged it off and just assumed that I had fallen off of my bike and hit my head. I got back on my bike and started pedaling, until i noticed strange markings on the tops of my hands. The bike skid to a stop and I sat there in horror looking at the marks that coated my body. Up and down my arms were dime sized red circles that were almost like sores. I thought about what they could be from and there was no logical explanation. Panicking, I sped back to my house as fast as my legs could possibly go.
I dropped my bike in my front yard and raced into the house. Calling for my mom and dad I suddenly realized that it was a weekday and they would be at work. Being that I was an only child, I was home alone. Quickly, I looked at the clock on the stove in the kitchen, it was 11:02 a.m.. They wouldn't be home for at least six more hours. I started panicking and thinking of all of the possibilities of what could’ve happened to me. Then I remembered my strange dream that I had when I fell off of my bike. Maybe what I thought was a dream was actually a reality. I needed some time to think and calm down so I went upstairs and into my bedroom. I jumped into my bed and tried to get some rest because I hadn’t slept that night due to my bike accident. My eyes were slowly closing more and more and I finally fell
asleep.
I started to get the same strange dreams that I had had before. My dream started with the gray unknown creature picking me up off of the ground and taking me down a long narrow hallway. I had had some consciousness left. He took me into a room that looked almost identical to the one I had been in before, but it had one horrendous feature. There was a young boy, probably around seven years old, lying on a metal table in the middle of the room. He had tubes coming out of his arms and legs and he had a strange helmet like object on his head. His screams filled the whole room. The child was yelling for them to let him go and then suddenly everything stopped, and another creature that was working on the boy turned to face me. This thing was somehow even scarier than the one that was holding me. He was taller and instead of gray skin he had all black slimy looking skin. His eyes were just as big but there was a sense of evil and craze in them. I then proceeded to pass out because of my head injury and the shock that I had just been put in. I awoke to a sharp pain in my left arm, looking at my arm I saw the black creature placing the tubes onto it. Screaming for help, the creature spoke to me. He said, “Stay still human or else you will be terminated.” His voice sounded like nothing I had ever heard before, it was high pitched and robotic. I did what he said because I didn’t want to be killed. The pain was just too much for me and I passed out once again.
I woke up in my bed, I glanced to my right and looked at my clock. The time was 7:23 a.m. I got up and walked downstairs to my kitchen. Both of my parents were down there eating breakfast. All of a sudden I got completely confused, nothing made sense. The last time that I had looked at the clock it was 11 and now it was 7. I peered down at my hands, not a single red mark showed and my head felt fine. I went out to the garage and my bike was sitting in it’s usual spot. None of this seemed to be real. Was I dreaming the whole thing? Or is there really life out there besides the humans on this small Earth?