GCSE English Coursework (Fictional Writing)

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Eddy Broadhurst

                                The Creeping Shadows.

My room was dark, you could barely see the hands reaching out to grab you in your dreams, all you heard were the screams echoing down the hallway, the fury behind them, and the angered blood lust churning to be free from its mortal outer-shell.

Then it all changed, he came for you after that, his sodden pitch black trench coat and his face so pale he looked as if he was a ghost; his eyes so red from all the built up torment. Then there were his teeth, he looked like a demon, yet his teeth were immaculate, a pristine definition of some good that was left in his heart, but from one’s soul there is always something, lurking, slunk down in the hidden depths that is waiting there to turn evil.

He seemed to enjoy his job, the chaotic screams of his victims bellowing, throughout, he endured fatalities, he loved to see them although the only thing he wouldn’t let you do, was die, he expected you to live through your curse until you were freed. The only problem was, you could never leave, once you made an agreement with the brotherhood they expected payment and if you didn’t, you end up being taken to this place; there they would extract their blood money.

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My name…My name no longer exists; the brotherhood snatches everything you have to keep, including your identity. I have always been prisoner 101, sometimes I do wish I could go home though, see my family again, enjoy the holidays, and have a life.

I expect you are wondering how I got here, well, it all started when I was 14, my friends and I were having a laugh and decided to explore this run-down windmill by the old orchard, that was supposedly haunted and apparently home to a witch. Being kids, this is something you believed and you ...

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