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Original Writing

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Yasfer Yousuf GCSE English original writing coursework I was drenched from the rain and my failure. I noticed the letters on my office door. The letters were fading just like my hopes and dreams. I remember the day they were painted as if it was just yesterday. A man in white overalls flicked his wrist on the last 'Y'. Back then, life use to hold so much hope just like fresh paint. As I entered my office, I hooked my trench coat on my hat stand. As I removed my trilby, I noticed that once again it had failed to keep my head dry. As I sat down on my wing back chair, I pulled out my last Casablanca of the day. Whilst I lit my Casablanca I heaved my worn out saddle oxfords on to my mahogany table. My mahogany table had varnish peeling off revealing a flawed surface. I use to change the ink spots every second week, but now the ripped ink spots allowed ink to seep through and into the table and into the table. ...read more.

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I would drink rum without diluting it hoping it would kill me. It never did. My monocle lay on my table cracked and useless just like my life. My office had not been cleaned for months and months. The amount of dust that had accumulated was a mystery. My angle poised lamp flickered as a moth took off from the lamp. I looked into a dusty mirror. My eyes were red with bags to compliment. My pencil moustache was now a bushy mess. The fact I had not shaven was evident. My clothes were creased. My linen waistcoat had turned from white to grey. My hair was once all neat and combed but now it is an uncontrollable mess. My sleeves were ripped. No one deserved the life I as living especially not me. There was a smash. I looked up to see one of my many newspaper cuttings on the floor. The glory days. I was chief inspector for the New York homicide department. I had the natural ability to find the underlying cause of murders. ...read more.

Conclusion

However, I could not give her a dime for her priceless work. The last time I saw her was when she walked down the stairs never to return. Now there is me just me in this cruel world. Nevertheless, there is also earl. Earl the mouse. Earl runs around the office looking for food and doing mouse stuff. Now he is my friend and my family all in one. In fact, he is the only friend and family I have. Earl was pushed out of my head when I heard tyres screech to a halt outside. I walked to my window. I saw two men dressed in black what looked like a violin. I realised what they were holding and I hit the deck. The rattling of guns rang in my ears. I slithered to the wall like a snake. As stood up I pulled out my revolver. I shot. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. I stopped shooting to hear a engine be revived. As I looked out of the window, I saw a car race into the distance. I looked down to the sidewalk I saw a body lying face on the ground. I raced down the stairs towards the body.... October 2006 ...read more.

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