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GCSE English Coursework (Fictional Writing)

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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. ...read more.


the door and clambered in, unaware of what was to come, I began to climb the winding staircase and as I reached the top there was something... Something strange and peculiar; a girl, just standing there, looking over the edge, past the rotating blades and beyond the field, as if there was something to see in the blackness. As she turned round to look at me I saw nothingness in her gaze, no emotion, not a feeling, she looked right through me. She didn't look much older then me, she had long, dark hair and a pasty white face, she had a blank sense about her, it seemed she didn't know where she was or who she was, I asked her, her name but she didn't reply, she just kept on swaying from side and humming , she looked like the dead, she smelt like it too, I kept on asking her questions so I could get a response from her but finally she answered to me, she shouted at the top of her voice, it had a frightened feel to it as she was stuttering and trembling. ...read more.


I started walking backwards to stand next to the girl to have some company, but he kept coming closer towards me, the stench about him made me want to throw up, he slowly lifted his arm and stretched out his crocked finger and pointed at me, "You have a debt to pay" Said he. As I came up to the girl she looked at me once, then began to turn away again and look over the fields, she began to hum again a tune of which I never heard, this mysterious figure placed his cold hands on my shoulder, and then I saw something appear behind him, he grasped his hands onto me and threw me into the shape, both figures following behind me until I landed onto a cold flag stone, it was slimy to the touch and smelt vile, when I got a beam on moonlight shine down upon me, I realised I landed into a pit, the coagulated blood filled my sinuses with the stench of death and the ever-staring eyes watching me all over... ?? ?? ?? ?? Eddy Broadhurst ...read more.

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