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Creative Writing Coursework

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Creative Writing Coursework-O Minute after minute the phone had rang in both rooms as people young and old, had paid their mourning respects. The room had been in utter silence, it had been as if the phone had been demanding someone pick it up. It had become very irritating for most of us. I had seen the anger rising up in my uncle, as he has an extremely short temper. He had been trying to clear the furniture out of the front and living room. For everyone in my family, it had been an occasion they had never experienced before, in their lives. Every person in my family, who was in our house at that time, had swollen red eyes from crying, and dark circles from being awake most of that night. When I had heard about what had happened, a big lump had slowly started to form in my throat. A lump I could not swallow, a lump that would not let me talk and sent me into a deep remembrance of my past memories that I had shared with my granddad. ...read more.

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"Cha Chu bJee, (uncle), I can't. Mums said I'm not allowed in the kitchen as i create a hurricane," I had answered. "Forget about that right now. Come and help me," he had replied. O baying him, I had gone in and asked him what he was doing. "Serving dinner to the men," he had responded. "WHAT!" I had enquired. As what he had said was very surprising. He had repeated the same astonishing words again, though I still could not believe him. My uncle, whom had thought himself higher than everyone else, was serving dinner. "Muna, go and put these dishes in the mens" room whilst I pour the curry." I had felt so grown up inside me as I had served the delicious dinner. Never had I ever served dinner, as my mum would not let me. After I had helped my uncle, I had gone and sat in the dining room. I had tried to concentrate on the furniture, but nothing could have lead my thoughts away from my beloved granddad. ...read more.

Conclusion

As I had stepped into my room, I had seen my cousin Khadija sitting on the edge of my bed with her little sister. She had a cone of henna in her hand, and she had been laughing like a hyena, but a bit quieter than before. Compared to the atmosphere downstairs, at that time, her laughter had seemed so loud. Downstairs it had been pin drop silence. I had then seen the reason why she was laughing, but I had not found it funny. Anger had risen up inside me as I had stared at my bed sheet. I had known she had done that on purpose. Just to get revenge on me. I had clenched my fists tightly, as I had an urge to hit her. The more she had laughed, the more the anger had rose up inside me. I had tried harder and harder to control it. Who had she thought she was? She had barged into my room without permission. There had been no way she was going to get away at that time. I had to get my own back on her. I had known I would. ...read more.

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