• Join over 1.2 million students every month
  • Accelerate your learning by 29%
  • Unlimited access from just £6.99 per month

The Unthinkable He was big, he was hirsute, he was very overweight and he was the bully of the neighbourhoo

Extracts from this document...

Introduction

The Unthinkable He was big, he was hirsute, he was very overweight and he was the bully of the neighbourhood. He knew everything that was going on in the street, from the visit of the postman to the Queen arriving at the barracks over the road. The guards on the barracks were always on the look out for Peter, with his brown hair, blonde streaks and small flat nose that accentuated his wide emerald green eyes; which seemed devoid of all expression. His bulk gave him a lazy gait and he was certainly more comfortable sitting than standing, however if needs be he could move unnervingly fast especially to escape danger. Sometimes when exchanging friendly greetings with Fiona he would rush out of the house with such haste, I would almost be knocked over. Poor Fiona, if she didn't want to get up at the god forsaken hour of five thirty AM and prepare Peter's breakfast, he would systematically destroy all the small figurines on her neatly dusted dressing table. ...read more.

Middle

When she did go out, she would never take the same route twice, since she always felt the invisible threat of the unknown. Her movements would be hasty and skittish, and if she turned quickly, she would often catch a glimpse of a shadowy figure which would make her feel nervous and possibly paranoid. We all wondered if she knew what would happen that fateful day. Had she had a premonition, certainly everyone who saw her commented that she was especially jumpy, but these were not issues you could directly discuss with her. As dusk fell, a certain chill in the air could be felt; it was a crisp winter night, where the heat of breath looked like smoke from a chimney and the silent stillness hung in the air filled with expectancy. Her body trembles as a shadow falls over her, she freezes and in the darkness looms the glittering blades, poised ready. She knew within that split second that her life was over but she would go out fighting. ...read more.

Conclusion

Unlike most children, I had never yearned for a brother or sister, not even a cat or a dog, I had simply wanted a hamster. As Fiona stood facing me with Sarah delicately laid out on a cloud of cotton wool, she looked almost peaceful. Tears welled in my eyes, years of not crying, holding back, and never wanting people to witness my vulnerability and suddenly I was confronted with losing the only thing I held dear to me. Tears burst out of me like an alien. I was empty. Fiona's mouth moved but I couldn't hear the words. Peter crept around the corner, smugly smirking, not a shadow of guilt on his face. Fiona looked ashamed, thrust Sarah into my hands, turned on her heels and left. On reflection, when I look back, I cannot hold Peter completely responsible, Mother Nature has its own laws and cats have nine lives and as fate would have it, Peter had used his all up. Less than a week later, Peter was trampled by a horse. A kind of poetic justice. ...read more.

The above preview is unformatted text

This student written piece of work is one of many that can be found in our GCSE Writing to Inform, Explain and Describe section.

Found what you're looking for?

  • Start learning 29% faster today
  • 150,000+ documents available
  • Just £6.99 a month

Not the one? Search for your essay title...
  • Join over 1.2 million students every month
  • Accelerate your learning by 29%
  • Unlimited access from just £6.99 per month

See related essaysSee related essays

Related GCSE Writing to Inform, Explain and Describe essays

  1. The Silent Witness?

    'What do you want?' I demanded. The fog began to rise and thicken. A solitary piece of railing could be seen in-between the separate waves of fog. As I quickly gripped onto it, the numbness once again found its way to my arms and legs.

  2. The Bully.

    She could imagine her mothers reaction, a completely over the top drama queen act during which she would insist on going directly to talk to the headmaster in whose office she would continually sob about her daughter's anguish and demand justice as though it were a court room.

  1. Pure Innocence

    He cleaned himself up, put on the television and spread himself out on the bed. It had been years since he had been on a bed this comfy and so he promptly fell asleep. The following morning Mike paid the Manager and quickly left in case he was recognised.

  2. The Bully.

    "Shouel" I replied, in return. I watched as they went out of the door and slowly made their way to a taxi, which had a wheelchair loader at the side door of the car. I sat and watched as his wife tried to get the ramp to come down.

  1. The Big Secret.

    He knocked on the door loudly so that she would be able to hear him over the music. She turned it down. "Who...who is it?" She struggled to say, through sobbing. "It's me," Simon murmured softly. "Go away! I don't want to talk to you," she called, throwing herself back

  2. The big fat Bully

    The first sign of physical violence. It was followed by another push, but this time from the aggressive George. ''Won't ya stay and fight? Bloody little coward!'' He was right, I was a coward, so scared I couldn't run, even if I wanted to, even if there was somewhere to go.

  • Over 160,000 pieces
    of student written work
  • Annotated by
    experienced teachers
  • Ideas and feedback to
    improve your own work