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Original Writing - Prose: "Christopher'' My mother and father shouted from down stairs.

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Introduction

"Christopher'' My mother and father shouted from down stairs. I jumped out of my bed and peered at my alarm clock. I was just bale to see it as I the darkness of the winter mornings had taken over my room. "Christopher" this time it was shouted louder. "I am up" I shouted back not quite as loud as I may have got in trouble. I could not be bothered to have a shower this morning so I just slipped on my clothes and headed for down stairs. As I was walking I had felt something rough pass under my feet. I looked down wondering was it was to my surprise some glass lay on the floor as if a metal spike ready to puncher my skin. I had come to the conclusion that my mother and father had been fighting. ...read more.

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I felt my hard starting to beat faster and faster, as if it were a beating drum "Christopher you have to leave us" my father said he broke into tears at the same time but tried to suppress his emotions. I knew it they were sending me away. What had I done? Had I done Something so bad that to warranted this. "It won't be safe for you anymore. With all these bombs being dropped we are sending you up to Yorkshire" they said quickly and sharply. "55 leaving Yorkshire" this strange man shouted It had all happened so fast. It had not all sunk in. When my mother and father told me was leaving I felt my heart breaking in two as it were a sheet of paper. Each time I heard the wheels turning it tore a hole in my heart. ...read more.

Conclusion

The old man had no hair at all and looked frail and had a face like a monkeys butt. I stood still and just watched them for a minute or two. I finally decided to go and introduced myself. I walked slowly and I caught the women's eye. Just as I was about two meter from her and she wrapped her arms around me and gave out a scream she said you must be Christopher. The an old man looked me up and down and said '' a nice young man who's fit looks like all my jobs have been taken away'' he smiled. I didn't really know what he was on about but I had more important things on my mind We arrived at this little cottage in the middle of nowhere. It was an old but presentable building. It was fairly small building, but it was made up by the large farm area. The old women escorted me into the house. This was my home for the foreseeable future. ...read more.

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