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The Sniper I lay there on the roof of the building not knowing what to do. I had been hit. I could hardly move. There was silence on the warm June night. The wind was calmly blowing and the light of the moon shone through the clouds. I could faintly hear the ruffling of the person that had hit me down below. I was going to get them if it was the last thing I did. I had my rifle next to me and a knife ready in my pocket and I was ready to attack at any moment. The throbbing pain was not enough to stop me. I slowly pulled back my jacket and looked at the wound. The bullet hadn't ripped through my skin so I realised it must still be in there. The pain had gone and it felt like my arm had been cut off, as there was more of a feeling of numbness. I ripped the sleeve of my jacket with my teeth and made myself a bandage. I covered up the wound to try and stop the blood. ...read more.


I knew this was it. I couldn't go back home. My dad was in the police force. I knew he would be out looking for me. Since that day, I have been on the run. I don't know what I have put my family through, but to be honest I couldn't care less. My mother was more concerned about her job as a successful lawyer than her family and she had never had time to spend with us. My dad was in the police force and I hated the police. I knew what it felt like to kill somebody and I knew why people did it. The feeling of watching someone die right in front of you gives you such a rush of excitement but the people in the police force do not understand this. Then there's my brother. Four years older than me he is. He was just finishing college when I had to go on the run. Although, I never admitted it, he was one of my best friends. He was the only one in the family that I could rely on. ...read more.


I lean over the building knowing that the person below can see me. I hang the rifle over the building and just as he shoots up, I move my head and drop the rifle. Hopefully, he thinks I'm dead. Yes, I can hear him climbing the building. He is near the top. The knife's ready. I make sure to make no noise, as any sound would be clearly heard in the eerie silence of the night. He turns around. He is wearing black clothing and there is something familiar about him. Something strangely familiar. He slowly creeps towards me and just then there is a tiny shuffle behind him. He turns his head for a moment and that's when I attack. I dig the knife straight into the back. I pull it out and stab the idiot a few more times, each time a rush of adrenaline going through my body. With each stab comes more excitement. Each time the knife penetrates into someone else's body I get the most amazing feeling ever. I carry on until I can take no more. I want to see my victim so I can add him to the list in my head. I turn over the dead corpse that is lying there and look right into my brother's face... ?? ?? ?? ?? English Coursework 1 ...read more.

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