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An angry and rebellious teenager's room.

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An angry and rebellious teenager's room A fiery red with flashing flames from wall to wall, ceiling to floor. No curtains, no drapes. This room does not require beauty. A simple, white set of broken blinds barely covers the only window in the room. In the far left corner stands a large mirror that has been shattered and cracked in different places. The many lonely pieces of glass still lay on the floor reflecting the distress of the room. The sight of the hostile room scorches the eye; the awful stench of stale beer, burning cigarettes and old, stained gym socks mixed together creates an atmosphere of anger and rebellion. ...read more.


An old, dusty schoolbag tucked into a far corner covered in millions of spider webs - a home to every type of domestic pests - shows that it has not been used in years. Surrounding the bag are tons of 'Playboy' magazines - all opened to disturbing photos and scenes of barely dressed women in obscene positions. A broken, three-legged chair lies on the floor, the fourth leg leans against the wall, bloodstained. A row of heart-stopping photographs is posted across the room of young children; images covered with tiny holes that block the innocence of their faces. A large dart is stuck into one of the boys' foreheads, emitting a great sense of fear and dread. ...read more.


The moonlight brings everything to life. It is the only source of light. On the floor lies a thick black leather jacket that has been sliced down the back with deep gashes. Traces of bloodstains mask the dark floor from the window to the broken door. The annoyed clouds quickly cover the somber moon and complete darkness falls upon the room like a pouncing lion. The blinds clatter more loudly; the wrecked fan spins more quickly and creaks more loudly, the tempo races in the music. Confusion. Alone, in a corner, a face. A clock's face. The four bold red digits blink menacingly in the dark. The loud alarm furiously rings into the night, waiting to be turned off. Everything has been forgotten. 614 words Holly Hamilton Mrs. O'Connor British West Indies Collegiate 'A/S' English Language ...read more.

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