The midnight chimes broke the night’s silence. The dewy, ice cold atmosphere drifted in the surroundings. A man had approached the stranded house. It was desolate in the middle of nowhere. Why was he here? What was he doing here? All was to be revealed within the next few minutes …
He kicked the door open; a brush of heat swept passed him. It was dark – the figure chose the right time. He slowly climbed the stairs one by one. The shadow’s finger was agitated as he clenched hold of his dagger. He revealed an evil smirk, as if something was to be plotted. What was to be plotted? Why? All these questions were being thrown at a girl who was just petrified by the man’s coming. The girl knew the man; however she was too scared to make a noise. As the figure climbed the flight of stairs, he stormed his way to an abandoned room. Why was he going there? He grabbed hold of the door-knob and twisted it. Creak. It was dark - darker than the midnight sky. However the man heard someone whining. It was from that very room. The man glanced from right to left and saw the boy. The figure immediately slashed his dagger and pointed it towards him.
“Where is she?”
“Where is who?” panted the boy.
“I ask you one more time; where is the girl?” At this moment the tip his dagger was pointing at the boy’s sweaty neck. The boy kept silent, but he shrieked out with pain when blood dripped down his throat. The innocent child gasped for air but it was too late. He fell down to the floor. There was silence. The girl heard all of this from her room, but she understood that her brother had given her a chance to escape, and so she did.
A few rough slow days had passed. I was cold but I had to move on forwards. I urged myself to go on, just another few more steps but I fell down on the rough concrete. I didn’t know where I was going. I was lost. I was lost in my mind. I was lost deep down in myself. I kept walking for a few hours to get away from him. I walked from town to town, day after day, passing buildings and shops that leaned over me – casting a shadow over me, as if the shadow was always following me, never leaving me alone, being trapped. I saw people, old and young; all cheerful with a gleaming smile. My eyes welled up with tears; tears dripped down from my watery eyes, as I wondered if I was ever going to be happy again. I stumbled on, walking forwards step by step. Hours passed as I approached a city that stood before me. The city looked prominent with the sky-scrapers and leaning towers, and I stood still gazing at the breathtaking site ahead of me. As I approached the city, the radiant colours became dull and everything had changed. This wonderful city became dull just as I became bored of escaping. I wanted to end this misery, but I couldn’t. I had to be brave. I had to keep on going. The city became bleak as I walked further and further towards the centre. The buildings surrounded me as if I were lost and trapped. My mind became blank and all I could think about was the night when it all happened; when I was on the run; when I became lost and trapped.
