Personal Narrative (The Fearful Elevator)

‘Buzz… Buzz…’ The elevator lights from above twinkled and went dead. It was all　dark and very freaky. It felt like the darkest haunted house ever. I could hear wind sounds since it was absolutely silent. I could even hear my breath sounds! It felt like wind coming out from my mouth. At first I thought nothing was going on but as 2 minutes passed, I started getting horrified. I realized it was 8^th floor because they still had an orange light on the number 8 key. I almost arrived at 10^th floor where my house was. I sat at the edge of the elevator and was scared to death. No… No…

This is how it all happened. ‘Bye!’ I said to my piano teacher. She lived at the same apartment but at 1^st floor so I had to go up 9 floors to reach my house at the 10^th. ‘Oops…’ I forgot to check my mailbox so I went down to ground floor and checked it. I got the envelope and went in the elevator. I was really exhausted so I decided to sleep at home as soon as I got there. There was nobody else inside the elevator which was good because I could just sit down at the elevator and rest for about 10 seconds until I reach 10^th floor. When I was going up, I didn’t know which floor it was and it was just peaceful until… ‘Wham!’ the elevator jittered. I was sure it wasn’t an earthquake because it wouldn’t jitter like this. Suddenly the elevator door opened and I looked down. The space below was vast and blank and I thought I was almost going to die. I went back and had no hope. Then, the light started twinkling.

I waited for 15 minutes. The light twinkled again and it was on! ‘Thank god!’ It was all OK and I was very pleased. The elevator door suddenly opened and I saw the front door of my house straight ahead. I was so exhausted so I slept in my house all day.