Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Creative Writing 1- The wild woods

The lane lay before him. It was plain grey and the area was so silent that he could hear a pin drop. A shiver started to run up his spine causing the nape of his neck to tingle.This place was shabby, broken down and things falling apart.

His senses were heightened and it was cold out there. Paint splashed onto the red old building. There were eerie sounds. He told himself it was just the wind. When he turned back slightly, he saw a blink of light flashing. It was not a car if it was then he could hear the engine. Oh no! What have he gotten himself into

Then the light flashed, this time brighter and nearer, hitting directly on his eye. He could not see what is going on. Then, he heard a loud bang, it was so loud that the sound could be heard at the end of the street.

He was so terrified that he stood rooted to the ground. His mouth was agape and hands shielding his eyes. He started praying slightly. My whole body was trembling like a leaf.

I ran, that was the only option I could think of. I did not dare look back. Till this day, I do not know what caused that incident.

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