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The Silent Witness?

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The Silent Witness? A shiver went down my spine. My heart began to race. My palms, so abruptly had become tense and pale as if the blood had been drained out of them. I desperately searched for the way out. By now the fog had turned into a thick blanket, which had surrounded me. There was absolute silence; all I could see was the vile black floor that seemed to have a hold on me. It was no use; I looked around in optimism, wishing I could see a way out or someone would come to take me away, but it was useless. The, now unseeable, winding tunnel seemed to be endless. I could hear that echo again; that burly, menacing laugh that was pursuing me. Within a glance back I could feel this profound, hot breath upon my neck. It was too late, as I looked up I saw this vague, feeble figures reaching out at me. Their hands so diminutive but clawed and blood thirsty. I screamed with every last ounce of energy I had, though it seemed my voice as well as I was trapped. The laughter grew and no encircled me. 'NO!' Thank heavens it was only a dream. ...read more.

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My heart felt as though it had leapt into my mouth. I tried to draw myself away, but it was no use, eyes seemed to be transfixed upon the two men. I tried to shout, so the man would notice that he was being watched though my voice had deserted me. I looked in dismay at the savagery left at the scene... 'Wake up,' my mum called from downstairs, 'or you'll be late for school!' Her voice had a peculiar, grave sound to it, completely different to her usual, upbeat weak-up calls. Rubbing my eyes, I cautiously got out of bed. For a brief moment all my worries had transcended into a tiny corner in my mind, which was left unexplored, until the dark residue from the window bought everything back to me. I looked up and to my dismay there was that small clear section left in my window pain, which I had created, and the blue flakes of rotted paint that had been scraped off by the sheer force that I had used to grip the ledge with. I franticly ran downstairs and as I expected the local news was being broadcasted on the radio. 'An Asian youth was attacked in the early hours of the morning, and left unconscious outside his car on 34th street. ...read more.

Conclusion

I stood there stationary; I could hear the faint cry of help echoing. I listened carefully and to my dismay it was that of the victim. It began to build up, becoming stronger and stronger. The laughter of his assailant also began to echo and grow, it was inescapable. I couldn't move, and I was bound to listen. Then my mothers face appeared. 'I thought I'd taught you between right and wrong?' she said, looking down at me in disgust. 'What's happening? Why do I keep coming back here?' Millions came rushing into my mind. 'I have to tell the police! This is insane, I'm going insane!' I screamed. My legs and arms began to loosen up. A bright light appeared from amidst the fog and gradually began to widen. The blackness of the hole that I was in began to clear and change to white, as I ran. The voices that surrounded me now began to fade. Then in a moment, there I stood outside the police station. I looked around mystified, 'How had I got here? I wondered. I knew what I had to do. Taking in a deep breath I walked up what seemed to be the hardest steps in the world, when I reached the top, once again I saw Rob's face though this time it had a smile. 'This is the right thing to do,' I reassured myself... ?? ?? ?? ?? Janak Bhundia Page 4 of 3 ...read more.

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