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Introduction

My story: Love is Blind Jeremy Gold's was no ordinary 25 year old man. Apart from being stunningly handsome with smooth flawless tanned skin, silky black hair and pumping red lips, he was also an agent working for M.I.5. One sunny afternoon after a full English lunch at the Old Inn Jeremy came home from shooting down a helicopter containing terrorists and bombs. His home was just as un-ordinary as he was. From the outside it looked pretty normal but as soon as you opened the door you could smell the aromatherapy candles and pleasant but different smells of various countries . His house was exceptionally large, seeing as he had been the only person occupying it for the last several years. There was one room in his house which was kept hidden away and locked with many code and key locks, even a bolt! This was the attic. It contained confidential M.I.5 secret information. He opened the front door and casually but cautiously strolled into the large square sitting room. He slumped down on the cream electric leather sofa signed and shouted "Gertrude are you here". No one answered. Gertrude was his girlfriend. In more ways than one she was like him. She was young, a role model to others and her beauty out shone the sun, with her long pale blond hair and baby blue eyes. ...read more.

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As he made his way up the stairs, he slowly got closer and closer to the attic door. Dust and dead insects covered the old worn out wooden door making it unclear what it was. As he got closer to the final lock his heart began to ache as it pounded against him, causing his chest to fill lifeless. The door swung open and for once there was silence nothing seemed to move. Jeremy squeezed past trunks and old computers. He pushed aside a large luggage bag that let out a sharp screech which echoed through the gloomy room. As he strolled through the attic he felt a rush of cold air brush against him causing his hair on the back of his neck to stand up. Jeremy wondered round the room. Every step he took made the floorboards shreak like a dolphin. He finally came to small chest suppressed with murkey green ivy.Jeremy gently raised the timber lid to reveal the book of hidden secrets. He carefully picked it up and nervously looked around incase anyone could see through the misty petite window. He took a deep breath of air, exhaled and placed the book into his blazor against his chest. He dashed down the stairs, grabed his coat and car keys and headed of to Angfield where the kidnappers were waiting. ...read more.

Conclusion

"I loved you he shouted out loud. I was going to purpose to you. How could you do this to me", his throat throbbing as each word escaped. He staggered out the room, fell against the wall and broke down into tears. As he rocked back and forward, closing his eyes, praying that when he opened them, it would've all been a dream, none of it was real. But each time he released his eyes he could see the blaze of fire getting closer and closer. Now he was finding it hard to breath. But he didn't want to move, he liked it where he was. The temperature started to rise, Jeremy started to cough. "I don't want to die" he whispered shaking his head. He got up and made his way to the bedroom, shut the door and began piling his belongings into a suitcase. He sat on his bed and slid open his bedside table draw. Carefully he picked up a large brown envelope. Enclosed was �600,000! He pushed it into his trouser pocket heaved the suitcase over his shoulder and began to run down the stairs out of the door. He climbed into his car, took one last look at his house and everything that it stood for go up in flames. And blissfully drove of into the sunset not knowing where he might be the next day, next month or next year. The End. Vicky Hastie English ...read more.

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