Creative Writing Coursework
The silence in the dark and dingy room was so loud it was almost waiting to be shattered. The dampness was filling the room. Every breath taken of the air tasted stale and dead. Cobwebs filled every corner in the room. The dust was a carpet for the floor. The room eagerly waited to see the next victim and it wouldn't have to wait for long.
Its blood lust was here stinking and putrid like a rotting jailer. This room imprisoned many tortured memories. The sounds of screaming and desperate crying trapped for all eternity.
The silence in the dark and dingy room was so loud it was almost waiting to be shattered. The dampness was filling the room. Every breath taken of the air tasted stale and dead. Cobwebs filled every corner in the room. The dust was a carpet for the floor. The room eagerly waited to see the next victim and it wouldn't have to wait for long.
Its blood lust was here stinking and putrid like a rotting jailer. This room imprisoned many tortured memories. The sounds of screaming and desperate crying trapped for all eternity.