Original Writing- A Secret True Love
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Introduction
Denisha Rooprai *Original Writing Coursework: A - S e c r e t - T r u e L o v e It was a cold, frosty evening that night. But then in the dark you could still see everything as clear as it would have been in the bright daylight. From every strand of grass that had stood up as a strong soldier to the clear ice that was forming over the silent lake. There was no wind, but yet you could hear the crisp, crunch of the ice, coming near us, making its way over the lake then through the leaves, still finding its way within the fog and then dissolving from the heat of our breaths, from a repetitive beat, in...out...inn, a rhythm that had formed though the strength of our love...that only we could hear with the key to each others heart. The lake sparkled; I remember seeing the shadow of the stars that night and a full moon that was lying at my side, in the water. ...read more.
Middle
at people and the world, "What a sight" we had imagined, just thinking of going into another world sent chills along my spine. The wonder of visiting and not knowing anyone else except us, had lead the moment on to realise that it was our love and fantasy that entitled us to be different to the reality of living in the "world". The world was such a big place and we were only 2 little dots in the eyes of it. But then again, we did not need the world, friends or family as well as anyone else. We had our own world that we had dreamt up, together, side by side, it was one where 'no one' could interfere in. it was a world where only me and him mattered and were the only ones who could say anything we wanted to. Be it expressing our love, making jokes, laughing so loud it sounds like howls - waking up newly born wolf cubs who are deaf or going into our own homes without relations muttering a word. ...read more.
Conclusion
We lay down, looking at the moon that was now in the middle of the sky, my head resting on his shoulder. I began to think about how we had this secret place in the forest, locked into each others eyes and that no one could come between this secret love. At that moment there was a burst of vengeance from the wind, and the leaves began to rustle, the lake that was silent was now screaming with the wind, no matter how much I covered my ears, the sounds were still entering, the howls of laughter were now loud cries of help, the willow tree that was supposed to be our home...our world...was now shaking, throwing its arms in the air, trapping us in this limited space, the soft crisp sounds of ice were now glass smashing to pieces, the eyes that I had once looked into were now crushed into a million pieces and the reflection that I saw of myself was now mirrors burnt and destroyed to dust...leaving the good fortune I once had, to a life time full of the wrong fate and destiny, imprinted on my hands...because without him now I am nothing...I need him; my love...my one true love... ...read more.
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