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.

The Wild Woods - Yong E-Shean

            The running track lay before John like a huge Black Hole, except that it was red in colour.  The eerie moonlight shining down on the track made it all the more menacing, sending shivers down John’s spine.  He placed his valuables on one of those cute little plastic chairs meant for spectators, and headed down to the track to start his daily jog.

           On the fifth round around the track, John ran past two majestic apple trees for the fifth time.  However, this time, it occurred to John that there was something strange about the two apple trees.  “Did the trees just move an inch to the right?” John thought, puzzled.  He hoped not.  As he stared stolidly at the trees, he almost thought he heard a muffled cough.  He listened intently, but a second cough never came.  Strange.  Really strange.

           As John cautiously and hesitantly approached the two apple trees, a gust of wind blew.  Being overly reactive, John immediately perceived the gust of wind to be that of a hand touching his shoulder.  With a yelp of fright, he dashed straight towards his two hundred million dollar cobalt blue Porsche.  He took out the car keys from his pocket, opened the car door with desperate and shaky hands, flew into it, and drove off.

           Back at the running track, a blue iPhone 5S and an Ocean Pacific wallet were spotted lying on a plastic chair, patiently waiting for their owner to retrieve them.  Unfortunately, their owner had already driven off in sheer fright and panic, abandoning them.

Done By: Yong E-Shean