| The howling of the wolves and the darkness had enveloped me and everything around me. When I heard the clatter and cackle of stainless rooftops, I became frantic and jagged when I heard the echo of the clattering. I walked towards the English department as the lights flickered off and on. I could hear the creak of Ms. Pinto’s door as the wind played tricks on my mind. | ||
| As I entered room 205, I was abruptly startled by the sight and disorganization of the room. The force of the wind had taken control over my mental state. The windows were shattered and the old stainless steel chairs lay wrecked around the room. The magenta violet curtains blown open by the strong forceful wind and the gold tables tossed over. I felt the cold sensation of the room as the hairs on my body stuck up and a shiver went down my spine. I felt a trembling feeling with a slight rapid motion. An eerie sensation filled the room, I began to tremble convulsively as a result of fear. It looked like someone was hiding behind the curtain. I felt fearful and my heart skipped a beat as I walked towards the curtain. As I approached the dark corner, I notice a shadow behind the curtain, a human figure like. I felt a sign of relief as the force of the wind blows open the curtains.
Suddenly, I hear a screech behind me, a scare, a suspicion, a horror. I strain my ears to try and hear in which direction the noise was coming from. I turn around in anxiety walking slowly towards the door, I turn right towards the back staircase. The lights continue to flicker as I walk past and glance into the library and then into another English room. As I walk down the stairs, I notice blood dripping down the stairs. I follow the blood and it leads through the double doors into the science corridor. Unblinkingly, I keep following the dripping blood, thinking it may lead me to somewhere. I walk past two science classes wondering where I might end up. The blood leads past the IT corridor, past nautical studies and then down into the Maths Department. I continue to feel a shivering feeling as the hairs on my body stuck up. My physical state tells me I can’t walk no further but my mind tells me another. I hear another screech faintly behind me. I turn around and walk back up the stairs. The blood stains have gone and I feel like I am not the only person in the school. The lights continue to flicker off and on as the pips ring out loudly, echoing around the school. I glance at the clock as the small and big hand reaches 13. I feel drained and overworked as I feel my heart sank to the bottom. I look left and right wondering which direction I should go next. I take a left back towards the English department as another shadow dashes before my eyes. Suddenly, the lights go out, I cannot see a thing, it is pitch black………………………..
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Writing to Describe IGCSE Coursework
Am I Wrong? For thinking out the box from where I stand?
My heart pounds for the response to my proposal; a hope, a doubt, a suspicion. Love belongs in my heart, romance tears in my eyes as my thoughts hiss and spit on my scalp. The sun calls me to her lightened world. Be happy, it’s you I love, perfect woman, Greek goddess my own. Am I in love? Still no response; a fear, a disbelief, a concern.
Am I wrong for thinking that we could be something for real? For hoping we could bring new souls to this universe. For thinking of a vision, trying to reach the things that I can’t see, eagerly anticipating the response to my proposal. I am not trying to do what everybody else is doing so here I come with a shield for a heart and a sword for a tongue. I stare in the mirror, love gone bad.
Christmas Eve, long queues for Christmas shopping, Christmas music playing on the streets of New York, Christmas ornaments attached to street lights. Thinking this is the perfect time to propose, calling the people of New York for attention, bending down on one knee looking at her beautiful face, window shoppers gathering together as the music stopped playing as an awkward silence gradually hurdled the streets of New York awaiting my proposal. Looking into her gorgeous eyes, looking for a hint, lifting her hand and saying ‘will you marry me’ and she nodding no as a round of silence gathered around the streets of New York. Before her answer, I felt the most lucky man in the world and the love I had for her was true love. I felt deeply about her and I wanted hold her so tight and make sure she’s mine for ever. This was the first woman I had strong emotions for and she broke my heart in a second.
Awaiting a new day, gazing out to the distant horizon,watching the sunset, having thoughts on what might have been, I imagined the many anniversaries, our children’s graduation day I missed. it seemed to me that life was straight forward. I thought I had been fortunate to plan my life at a young age.
She looked like the complete package. Her beautiful brown hair, her sparkling brown eyes. Her eyes made a special connection as they showed love. Her teeth were glowing and her smile was beautiful. I realised today that I was meeting Jane. Jane was someone that I had a close relationship with and I felt she was the best person to recount the situation with.To plan your future at such an early stage but then realise you suffered a major setback is tragic. Meeting the woman of my dreams, but failing to make her my wife, is surely a pastime that shall play and bitter my mind. In former times, my Greek Goddess was the first woman I had strong emotions for, to marry your first love is special, unfortunately life doesn’t always plan out as you first excepted.
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