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English year 11

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Introduction

Ben's Draft Sweat is dripping down my forehead like a tropical waterfall; falling into my eyes, causing sudden twitches and rubbing of the eyes. My hands are shaking, causing me not to be able to hold the detonator properly. I'm so nervous right now, voices around me sounds like a fast blur. I look around the bus realising this is the only time the bus will be this full. I say a quick prayer to Allah, and press the detonator... ***************** I woke up to the smell of moist, well cooked Khubz bread, the aroma of the bread mixing with the slow melting butter, the scent swimming around my room like a duck through water. I heard the rowdy sound of my family, fighting to obtain the finest piece of Khubz bread. "Abdul-Rashid, get up out of bed now!" The ear-splitting sound of my father made my heart skip a beat; I jumped out of bed and quickly ran to the next room struggling to put my school shirt on. My family's faces told a story as they were watching the news, about another bombing that had happened in our city of Kadhiman. ...read more.

Middle

When I got over I was told to do a mission, a mission that would change my life for ever, in addition if I refused to do it I would get killed... ******** "Abdul-Rashid, stop day dreaming and read out the Quran verse." The teacher screeched at me while I was re-playing the mission in my head. "Abdul-Rashid, what's up with you, you've been acting weird all day," my best friend Baahir whispered across to me in class. I just nodded my head and kept staring and day dreaming. The whole day seemed to go past as a blur, all I could think about was the task I was set to do. This was like the last I was going to be on this planet, but I didn't go out and enjoy myself; I focused on the task in hand getting my mentality right like a footballer before a match. Straight after school I marched to the center of town when it's at its busiest time of the day, police looked at me making me edgy with the bomb in my hand, even though they looked at me normally. I was getting paranoid. ...read more.

Conclusion

At the same time while I was sleeping, I got a pain gut feeling in my stomach, like I just got attacked by a stomach bug. I sighed exasperatedly. I put my head in my hands and slowly rocked side to side. The more I thought about it, the more I felt isolated and in complete trouble. The problem was you see, I failed the task I was set to do! Consequently, realising my actions there was only one thing I could do and that was to go back to meet the leader of the Al Qaeda gang. "Abdul- Rashid get back to bed straight away," my mum bellows across to me, sounding concerned at the same time furious that I carried on walking. I stride over quickly to where the Al Qaeda gang stay, I walked as if I no one or nothing can hurt me. Walking straight threw the road as if I couldn't get hurt, people around me could tell I was a man on a mission. When I reach the outside, I look through and gaze at the unappealing, hazardous looking alley way. I pluck up my courage and go threw to get the next bomb, and getting told what to do. ****************** Sweat is dripping down my forehead like a tropical waterfall; falling into my eyes, causing sudden twitches and rubbing of the eyes. ...read more.

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