• Join over 1.2 million students every month
  • Accelerate your learning by 29%
  • Unlimited access from just £6.99 per month

Ghost Town

Extracts from this document...

Introduction

Ghost Town A graveyard at midnight was always going to be scary. I just hadn't expected it to be quite so scary. Shadows scuttled behind crooked grave-stones. Street lights glowered like white unblinking eyes through the fog. Cold, clammy fingers stroked the back of my neck. It's just the wind, I told myself. Don't go shrieking like some silly girl, or you'll give them away. I clutched my bad tighter, keeping my eyes on the circle of bobbing torches. Those Cool Club kids thought they were so cool, coming to the graveyard in the middle of the night, dressed all in black. I could hear them giggling, and making spooky sounds, as Reaper - whose real name was Matt - held a torch under his chin and told some stupid ghost story. Skeleton was glugging down some disgusting black drink they called "bat's" blood', though I knew it was really blackcurrant cordial with green food colouring and a bit of flour. I knew this because Skeleton is my big brother Hamish, and he'd chased me all round the house this afternoon trying to make, me drink it. ...read more.

Middle

Slowly and quietly I swam towards the bank. The dog turned back and bailed. I was determined to get back to the club but the winds and the noises of the graveyard were again taking advantage of me, breaking me down slowly and slowly. I made the most immediate decision, and that was to follow the dog. As stupid as I was, I would always keep a safe distance away from the unpredictable creature. With no clear path and all dense shrubs, I had trouble getting out of the banks. My body was shivering; the hairs on my legs and arms were all straight and upright. The deep cuts from the bushes started to emerge on my legs and the lacerations started to sting as the dry wind grazed against them. With blood trickling out of the cuts on my legs I started walking, keeping a good distance from the dog. I soon got back to the clubs location and no one was there. And then it hit me, I had just lost track of the dog. ...read more.

Conclusion

Matt looked around and immediately clenched my hand. We were surrounded. Dogs were everywhere. Suddenly, Matt pulled out a knife. But how? Matt handed me a silver serrated knife, which was identical to his. I could barely hold on to it with one hand. With both hands I gripped it. And with my life on the line, we all charged at the dogs. Waving our knives back and forth, hurling flesh everywhere. In a flash, one of the dogs started heading in my direction. With a last and desperate attempt, the dog made a frantic move. It pounced at me... I moved the knife right into the view of my face. I hacked the dog's face off with the knife. Its mangled body came flying into my face and knocked me over. Another ferocious creature came and looked over me. I was finished! Suddenly the wind started howling and a silver knife came down on the dog. Its innards flew everywhere. What looked like a stomach came flying into my mouth. Furiously I spat it out. With my mouth bathed in blood, I felt sick. The dogs had bailed. But what was ahead of us? ...read more.

The above preview is unformatted text

This student written piece of work is one of many that can be found in our GCSE Miscellaneous section.

Found what you're looking for?

  • Start learning 29% faster today
  • 150,000+ documents available
  • Just £6.99 a month

Not the one? Search for your essay title...
  • Join over 1.2 million students every month
  • Accelerate your learning by 29%
  • Unlimited access from just £6.99 per month

See related essaysSee related essays

Related GCSE Miscellaneous essays

  1. The pieces of silver

    * The headmaster can be seen as an unnecessary character because he is acting. * At this point in the text, the narrator does not give us the head's name which can be symbolically seen as depersonalising him because of the fact that he is an unnecessary character in the school.

  2. kit bag

    However in Speckled Band, it is totally opposite. This is because it is finding out how the murder took place as no one seems to get haunted. One of the common things that these short stories have is the building of tension.

  1. Sins of the Past

    Defoe?" Reynolds' voice yelled from outside the door. Lucy sighed, "Maybe next time Rob." She sprinted out of the door and disappeared second before Chris Reynolds and Erik Cremane ran into the room. "Oh my god," Erik yelled. Reynolds bent down and picked Watson up and placed him over his shoulder.

  2. The Ghost Downstairs Notes

    or Sonny, Mr Fast was at first wondering who Mr Fishbane was calling Dennis, then he realised it was him. Time went by and the Mr Fishbane became quite drunk. Mr Fast starting court jokes, and as Mr Fishbane didn't get them, he sang a song.

  • Over 160,000 pieces
    of student written work
  • Annotated by
    experienced teachers
  • Ideas and feedback to
    improve your own work