Personal Narrative: The Long Trip To Colorado Springs

It was finally done, the long trip to Colorado Springs. We made it to the new house and my mom and my older sister were with me unpacking and fixing up the house. My mom needed some curtain rods and materials for something to be fixed in the house. Like usual, my sister wanted to follow her to Home Depot. I felt fine alone in the house so I told my mom that it was okay to leave me there. She was afraid because it was getting dark but she knew this would be a quick trip. She finally left and I started to walk around observing the house.

I went upstairs to my room. I could not find the box I was looking for so I went across the hall to my moms room. I started looking through the heavy stack of boxes, after a few minutes I found it. I turned around and went to the window because I saw someone at the driveway. I caught a glimpse of a man in the driveway, which is where my moms window looks down to. The man was wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans. His face was hidden under the hood of his sweatshirt.
I thought it was weird though, he was just staring at the house. He started to walk away and he disappeared along the road. I went to my room to unpack. My mom took longer than I expected to get back home to make dinner, so I just made a small snack for myself in the kitchen. It was dark and I thought my mom was in a long line or she remembered a few more things we needed. I set up Netflix on my phone and I ate downstairs while watching some a scary movie. About 10 minutes after I sat down, I heard a sound outside. I jumped up to see if someone was home, no one was. The back door was open and I thought it was the dogs playing on the