Personal Narrative: The Assassination Of Louisiana Governor Huey Long

We didn’t arrive at our destination until 5 o’clock the next afternoon, when the river deposited us on the nearby shore. It was now February 16th, and we had 2 days left in our journey. When we recovered from our river highway, we realized we were in the middle of a big city. We stood up and looked around to determine our location. We were in Baton Rouge, the capital of Louisiana. (Shook). I told Viviane that I wanted to spend the night here because we may not have another chance to get any sleep, so we found a cheap hotel we could stay at. It wasn’t too late yet, so we decided to go see something before we went to bed. A hotel worker suggested The Enchanted Mansion, a doll museum (Campbell). When we got to the museum, there weren’t very many
I feared we would run out of time, so I was in a hurry to find our next activity. Viviane suggested the Louisiana State Capitol Building. I thought it might be boring, but she assured me it had a lot of interesting history. The shear size of the building amazed me. The middle of the building had a skyscraper that rose to 450 feet tall (West). We went in and toured the building, learning about the fascinating history. The assassination of Louisiana Governor Huey Long took place in this very building, in 1935 (Shook). We went out into the gardens to view his statue, after we had toured the inside. The statue was a full body depiction placed on top of a large stone pedestal (West). When we were close enough to see the statue’s details, I realized there was a strand of beads hung around his wrist. I reached out to grab them and they started to glow. Suddenly, the statue came to life. He didn’t speak as he jumped down from the pedestal and stood before us. He dropped the beads in my hand, and proceeded to lift both of us on to his shoulders. Then, he took of running at a lightning fast
It had beautiful, old ironwork surrounding the verandah, and dark green paint on the doors (Campbell). We toured the house jumping at every random sound because we were afraid of ghosts. The décor of the home was exquisitely decorated in the time period of the house (Campbell). When we finished our self-guided tour we walked out to stand on the verandah and admire the view. It was dark outside and nobody was in the home so we decided to spend the night here. We found two beds and quickly fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to a whistling sound. I sat up and looked around, it was 2:00 in the morning. Suddenly, a book fell off of a nearby shelf all by itself. I quickly got up and went to find Viviane. It appears she is having the same ghostly experiences that I had. We wanted to get out of this creepy house, so we ran to the verandah. When we got there we saw a strand of beads hanging on the railing. I snatched them up and they began to glow. All of the sudden, we were both picked up by two ghosts, that were both women. They hovered in the air for a minute then took off, carrying us through the skies. We came to what looked like another plantation, and they dropped us in a grass clearing, and disappeared. We were so tired; we lay down and fell asleep before we could explore our new