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The end of the beginning... Chapter 1: Mr. Dan Stewart had been alone for so long, no one knew if he still existed or not. Actually, no one cared for Dan. Everyone he knew, and loved, were long gone. He realized that it was not long, till it was his turn, to make his way, through the aftermath of life. His face carried the entire tale of his years. On his rather large head grew short grizzled hair and he had just completed shaving off remnants of his hoary moustache. His cheekbones gave his face a harsh character; but there was no harshness in his eyes, which looking at the world, under their snowy eyebrows giving the impression of a man ever alert to greet a redeeming proclivity in others. Mr. Stewart resided in a small flat on the ground floor in the middle of a North London council estate. Everything in his flat was meticulously arranged and he tried to keep it as tidy as possible. The walls were full of paintings by distinguished artists and pictures of his loved ones; each one framed with a border full of engravings of blossoming gold roses. He had himself bought every article of furniture in his room: two single wooden beds with two thick olive chequered blankets and a small white pillow at the top of each bed. ...read more.


Chapter 2: He woke up, rubbing his sore eyes. It was dark, and something was calling him, "Danny! Danny! Danny!" He recognised the voice, but couldn't comprehend how he was hearing it. The surroundings brightened again, as if right on cue. This was a complete contrast to his dark crowded room; he believed he was supposed to be in. There she was, at exactly the same place where they both met for the first time. Standing in front of him was a tall women, her face was lovely, fair with a soft white complexion and pink cheeks. Her hair shone of lustrous gold and her sapphire eyes glimmered at the sunshine glowing directly at her. "Susan," he called out, "Susan!" He stood there gazing at her, waiting for the reply he had wanted with all his compassion. She smiled at Dan's direction, but strangely she wasn't looking at him. "Susan?" and with that she instantaneously vanished. This couldn't happen again to him. He had yearned for this impossible moment for so long, whether it was in a dream or in his afterlife, to recall her angelic voice, her delightful face, her remarkable splendour. He tried to run where she was previously situated, but before he could initiate a signal in his brain to start moving, he was back in the comfort of his dull flat. ...read more.


But they never did. Susan was the last of his family and friends, after everyone he knew passed away. The people in the world were making it harder for Dan, and because of them, he was left forlorn with nothing substantial other than his trusted Bible. He was a shadow of his former self. When he was young, Dan always longed to see the next day. To experience the perpetual beauty of the world. The progression of each day, kept Dan enthusiastic and ecstatic as it brought new challenges and fresh adventures. But as the future progressed more and more, and he entered his later years, he started to experience the huge losses of the things he had gained throughout his life. He thought it was due to the earth's beauty being exploited further and further to the point, where the world's future was at the point of degeneration. Dan sighed and watched his younger duplicate fall into a melancholy sleep on Susan's bed. He walked over to his own bed and look out of the then new window. The sun was setting in the distance amidst the crimson sky. He got into his own bed, underneath the olive chequered blanket, and having seen the main times of his life displayed before his eyes, he dozed off for the last time in the world, but his voyage into the undiscovered was just beginning. Abhishek Bhattacharya GCSE English Creative Writing Page 1 of 4 ...read more.

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