The Ferocious Creature.

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The Ferocious Creature

It was a cold stormy, dreary night in November. The house was dark lonesome and frightening. I was shivering with cold as the ferocious winds blew through the open window. As I went to close the window there was suddenly a flash of lightning and the thunder crashed. My monster might come alive at any time as I had already connected all the wires. I was just waiting in the silence of the cold, isolated room. Soon last I decided to sit down. There were so many papers to fill in and there was so much work to do but there was no light except for the dimly lit candle that was just about to burn out. The moon was not to be seen that night as it was such bad, stormy weather. Then all of a sudden something seemed to be touching me on my back. For a moment I froze with horror. Slowly I turned round to see a terrifying huge beast looking down at me. I can’t exactly remember how I felt at that moment but shock had definitely come over me. I realised that the creature that I had created was no alive.

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        I know it was cruel but I couldn’t even look at him. He was so ugly and horrid. I mean he ought not to live in this world. I couldn’t possibly let him survive. I would have to kill it. I felt really bad about creating it. I really wanted him to live but he would have such a horrid life. I quickly reached for the musket and shot at him but nothing seemed to happen. I gathered that a lot of strength would be required to kill this strong beast. My monster was gigantic; he had black eyelids with ...

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