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It was an calm day, and John Connors found himself resting at the side of a large oak tree, admiring the beauty of the woods that surrounded him.

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It was an calm day, and John Connors found himself resting at the side of a large oak tree, admiring the beauty of the woods that surrounded him. The sunless sky covered the woods over the treetops which created a canopy over his head. The crimson and auburn foliage was a magnificent sight as this was the season when the leaves had no more strength left to hold themselves onto the branch of a tree. It was the falling season. There was a gentle breeze, creating the single sound of rustling leaves. The leaves made a patchwork quilt effect on the ground that they lay upon. Layers upon layers of autumn leaves lay upon the ground along with pine needles and other flora creating a thick springy carpet to walk on. In the distance the trail that John Connors had left behind was no longer visible; a thick velvet mist was beginning to creep in encompassing the footsteps and shrouding them from human eyes. Lining the path were tall tress which stood hand in hand with one another, living their lives peacefully in the still of the forest. They seemed to be held down, giving a silent rhapsody of joy and grieving over their lost leaves. The wind was whistling with a hollow undertone, carrying the dampness with it, while playing games with the fallen leaves, swirling them around in the air and then dropping them like a pack of cards, teasing them like the bully in the playground. ...read more.

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As he sat on the ground. The auburn foliage behind him began to rustle he got to his feet quickly and pulled out a hunting knife. He walked slowly towards the bushes were the noise had come from. The sound of his own heavy footsteps was drowning his thoughts, not allowing him to hear what was going on in the surroundings around him. *** As he approached the offending bushes a dark shadow leapt from behind being him, pushing him to the ground and pinning him. John could see its face. He tried closing his eyes but the creatures face had him transfixed. His mind was screaming, 'Get up, run.' He tried moving but it was useless. It was as though he had been paralyzed. The creature's eyes were glaring into his face. As he lay there unable to do anything his thoughts raced through his mind, one standing out in particular asking him, what is this thing? It eyes were a ruby red colour that blinked occasionally buried deep within its skull. Although it had the appearance of a human he very much doubted it was. The creatures nostrils were like slashed tulip petals it sniffed the air eagerly. Its bone rimmed triangular eye lids opened and stretched backwards above its cheek bones. ...read more.

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In its final blow the creature had pulled John's heart out leaving his body no other choice but to become lifeless, while the creature clenched his still twitching heart in-between its bloody hands. Blood spurted out of John's body. The dripping blood stained the grass that John lay upon. The creature became enveloped in the now thick mist and just disappeared. The forest laid eerie and silent the beauty of it now tarnished with blood. The rustling of the leaves could no longer be heard, the thudding footsteps had also disappeared. John's hand which had once gripped the rucksack as if for life itself, it lay open and the golden CD was no longer in its case. *** The object that had been governed into his life had been passed on to him by his grandmother 15 years ago. Since then he had been running from the nameless people, finally they had found him and taken the object that he had protected with his life but they had used means that were not of this world to recover the vital information. Now safely in enemy hands the object that he had tried protecting with his life, much like his beloved grandmother had done many years ago. The only difference being she succeeded and he had not. The world would now need to look after itself or find another John Connors. English Coursework First Draft 30/09/03 By Omar Jamshad 10S ...read more.

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