Travel writing - describing my local area.

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                                    Travel writing

      The weather was very bitter and gloomy in mid December. The weather had suddenly changed during the afternoon, the rain was falling profoundly and the dark sky was like it had been covered in black soot, rain was spitting violently. I felt extremely abandoned; I went out onto the dark pathway around dusk and looked at the bright lights flickering in the distance. I could make out they were traffic lights. I made my way back across the pavement as I walked I could feel the breeze crawl over every inch of my body it made me shiver, I could hear in the narrow distance behind me the footsteps of people walking behind me at the same unhurried pace I was going, I could even hear the sounds of my own feet dragging themselves across the ground. I could see many road signposts in the distance I couldn’t read them as they were cloaked up in the murky mist.

      I made my way towards the traffic lights impatiently waiting for the lights to change quickly from green then amber to red and as they changed I could hear the beeping sounds echo down my ear drum until I crossed the road, when I crossed I could feel the eyes of the impatient drivers waiting for me to hastily move out the way for them it made me feel subconscious as if millions of eye balls were glued onto me, as soon as I got to the other side of the road the cars engines roared and the exhaust pipes spitted more petrol fumes which I inhaled in, the smell was foul and polluting it burned up my nose as I breathed deeply. The cars speeded along the roads just like fireworks in the night sky. Drivers beeping their horns at each other for security and caution, to prevent a huge pile up of cars on the busy road on this very foul and miserable day.

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   The rain began to pour down I cold feel the cold raindrops plummet down onto my cheeks. I looked to my right and I could detect that down the diminutive narrow alleyway that there were bins ruled up against the wall and mould mounting on the floor, I could see dark hefty luminous shadows in the dim light and the floor looked as if it could swallow me up. I passed on with a light shudder that made me tremble at the thought of the alleyway. The reek of the alleyway came back to me and the fear of ...

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