There were less than 24 agonising hours to go until the terrorising ordeal. As I got home from school I couldnt think straight with the ordeal edging closer and closer,

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There were less than 24 agonising hours to go until the terrorising ordeal. As I got home from school I couldn’t think straight with the ordeal edging closer and closer, for every second that ticked by my heart beat became faster and faster.

That night I hardly slept a wink, I was trembling all night,  thoughts flowing through my head about the stranger, the possible mass murderer I was about to have to meet.

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 The next dreadful morning came, the smell of death awakened me, I was dreading the torture I had to go through, which was now less than two and a half hours away. I got out of my bed, my trembling knees just managed to carry me to the bathroom to have a wash and clean my teeth.

With every foreboding  foot step I took down the stairs came a stronger and stronger smell of toast. Once I got to the bottom of the never ending staircase, I headed for the kitchen table where lay a plate of delicious breakfast.

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