• Join over 1.2 million students every month
  • Accelerate your learning by 29%
  • Unlimited access from just £6.99 per month

Original Writing - Prose: A Winter's Tale.

Extracts from this document...


A Winter's Tale I know that it has been a long time since the event but I still can't believe what has happened. I'm still unable to separate the experience from my dreams and I still to this day cannot come to terms with it. I'll never forget............not ever. This entire experience started on a Christmas afternoon 1997. Karen, by best friend and I were sitting at the back of the car, with my mum in the driving seat. The weird thing was my mum actually reminded us to put out seat belts on. I was too intrigued by my new CD walkman. I was too interested to take any notice. None the less Karen put her seat belt on. I was too busy listening to the latest chart hit to bother. You'd expect nobody to commit a crime at this time of the year especially on this day but as we were driving toward Karen's house to collect their video camera, a car with a gang of teenagers who were shouting whizzed past us at high speed. ...read more.


After the accident, I went through a great deal from giving the silent treatment to being a rebellious teenager who received suspension from school. Everyone was saying I was "not myself". How could I be? Without the only person who understood me. On the first year anniversary of Karen's death, I wasn't very enthusiastic about Christmas and the weather didn't help me either. I never even dressed myself. It wasn't the same anymore; I just stayed in my room all day, refusing to go downstairs even to eat. Then something happened, the atmosphere felt strange and almost awkward. I could sense this feeling but I made nothing of it. Instead, I sobbed in my bed as I looked through the photos of Karen and me. Then, all of a sudden I felt cold rush which scattered all over my bed. I stopped my sobbing but I began sniffing. My windows were shut tight. I listened very carefully but all I could hear was the rain pattering against the window. ...read more.


"Karen! Karen!" I screamed - I couldn't believe what was happening, I began to feel very dizzy. "Karen? Karen are you there?" I screamed. Just at that moment everything seemed as if it was the same before. The door opened, and I hesitated and began crying hysterically again. It was my mum; she ran to my side and hugged me. "Karen's not here any more, I know u probably think she is, but she isn't" she said gently. "But ........but" I said stuttering and still recovering from the shock. "I'm saying you should forget her, you can't possibly do that, but just move on" she said. To this day, I haven't told anyone and it still makes me shiver at the thought of it. I definitely know that it was Karen but what I don't know is whether what she did was out of love, or out of hate........ I guess ill never know, I'll never know how she felt about me after the accident. I never believed in ghosts before, I thought it was just a myth but now I'm the strongest believer I know. ...read more.

The above preview is unformatted text

This student written piece of work is one of many that can be found in our GCSE Writing to Inform, Explain and Describe section.

Found what you're looking for?

  • Start learning 29% faster today
  • 150,000+ documents available
  • Just £6.99 a month

Not the one? Search for your essay title...
  • Join over 1.2 million students every month
  • Accelerate your learning by 29%
  • Unlimited access from just £6.99 per month

See related essaysSee related essays

Related GCSE Writing to Inform, Explain and Describe essays

  1. Pre 1900 Prose - Frankensein

    The monster kills Elizabeth and William, which is another reason why people do not feel sympathy for the monster. The monster feels no guilt after killing William. This is justified when he expresses, 'The child still struggles...which carried despair to my heart...I gazed on my victim, and my heart swelled with exultation and hellish triumph'.

  2. A Tale for Winter

    The wintry weather was getting worse and the snow was falling so thick the two animals were being buried alive. Both Vladimir and Horace decided they needed to find shelter, before they froze beneath a mound of snow. They trudged on through the snowy blanket for hours upon end, until

  1. Please come to Nantucket at once, for I have a tale.

    Though I steadily amused myself with forming intriguing questions and imagining the skewed responses, I ultimately succumbed to the gentle sway of the wagon and fell fast asleep. It must have been quite some time that I napped, for the next I recall I awoke, and outside the eerie,

  2. Original Writing - Prose: A life changing moment.

    They had called one of her neighbours up as a witness, relief swept over Linda, she knew the woman well, they were good friends. "Please state your name" "Margaret Lewis" the woman replied nervously, holding her arms stiffly by her sides and biting her bottom lip.

  1. Cinderella, a modern tale.

    "Mine's Lacroix, far more tasteful than Tina's don't you think?" "No I don't, go and take them off and put something decent on." "We don't have anything else." "Nothing better than Cindy." "Then go and borrow something of hers." She suddenly smiled.

  2. A Travellers Tale.

    Right at that moment, Mr Paterson had one main aim in life and that was to find his dear cigarettes that by some terrible blunder he had left on the aeroplane. Owing to the fact that Mr Paterson had left the Transit lounge in such haste without giving his actions a second thought.

  1. It was winter and it was as cold as ever.

    He whispered. He touched my face with his hand and then walked away, leaving me in the cold forest. I watched his retreating back and slowly, the tears, which had been threatening to flow, finally did. I hated the cold feeling that was in my heart.

  2. A christmas carol

    A man who felt devoted to the poor and wanted to make a difference to society, humanity and life. Christmas to him turned from a fraud to a joyful season that deserved to be celebrated by everyone including the poor.

  • Over 160,000 pieces
    of student written work
  • Annotated by
    experienced teachers
  • Ideas and feedback to
    improve your own work