Snow day to remember!
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Creative writing coursework!!! Snow day to remember! By shahzaib abbasi! A snow day to remember "Wake up J, wake up J, come on J time for school darling," was all I could hear from my mum, her persistence felt like Michael Schumacher repeatedly racing his Ferrari into my ear. You would think I would be use to this daily torture, but NO!, without fail everyday this agony feels just as bad. Slowly but surely I crept out of my bed and slowly made my way to the bathroom. 30 seconds into brushing my teeth, all I could hear was "Get out J, get out, I need to use the bathroom," screamed my sister, Sam, sweet 16? I don't think so in her case its sickening 16. As the seconds ticked, her screams got louder and louder, but I stood my ground and carried on brushing my teeth. It was now 8.30am, as I quickly ate my cereal, and left for school. As I walked out the house, I saw the streets which looked as if someone had come over night and poured milk on them, it had been snowing all night. The snow had brought some light to my day, could it be, could it be SNOW DAY? If this was the case then there would be no school. It seemed too good to be true so I made my way to school, hoping that this possibility of a day off school would become reality.
This room was full or mirrors. As I turned the door knob it creaked as if it had not been used in years. 'THUD,' the door closed, without allowing Steve to come through. I ran back to open the door but it was locked, I cried out load Steve's name but there was no reply. I repeatedly cried out his name, shouting 'Ha Ha, this is very funny Steve, come into the door now, this isn't no time for jokes.' But still there was no reply, as I realised that Steve was not playing a silly trick on me. The terror that I felt before was nothing compared to what I was feeling right now. 'What happened to Steve, is he dead?' I tried not to think this but the same thought consumed my mind. "Come here my child, don't be scared" was the sound I heard. It was the voice of a woman. "Who's that?" I stuttered fearfully. I was very frightened but also tempted to meet this person with a women's voice for some reason. It was my only way out, I thought. As I walked through the mirrored room in search of the mysterious voice I saw a bright shiny golden key on the floor. At First I thought it was an illusion. But then I saw the key move further and further away from me.
I asked Steve. Steve replied "Come with me and I will show you." I followed him as he went through the exit door of the mirrored room. He took the gold key from me, as we went back into the school canteen. We were now back at the gleaming white door, which we first saw when we were locked in the school. Steve used the gold key to open the gleaming white door. As he did this we entered a pitch black room. I could not see a thing. "Surprise" everyone shouted as the lights came on. All my friends and family were here, even Tyson and his gang of idiots were here. They all said "Happy Birthday," oh my god because of all the chaos that occurred today, I had forgotten that it was my birthday. I was so relieved to find out that none of this was true. Everyone requested me to make a speech. So I did. "Well first of all I would like to say ha ha very funny, you lot got me well. I must say though you lot have all got a twisted sense of humour, I could have died of shock you know. But well done to you all it was a great stunt you all pulled. But I have one question... Who was behind the voice of the woman saying 'come here, my child don't be scared,' because that really scared me. I bet it was you mum." At once everyone replied by saying "What woman?" As they said this, the lights in the room went off...
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