An Extra Chapter For THE STRANGER

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IB Higher Level English A1

World Literature Assignment 2B: Creative Writing for the May 2009 Session

An Extra Chapter for The Stranger

Word Count: 1,309

It was the roaring sound of the gun that caught the attention of the other Arab. He was stooping behind a rock close to where the spring was. The blazing sun made it impossible for me to catch what he was mumbling about. He turned and tore off in the opposite direction; leaving me and the deceased Arab in peace.  I looked at the corpse and wondered how Maman looked in her blood-red earth spilled coffin.

        It was distinctly at that very moment that the mighty sky tore open shedding sprinkles of water upon me. I stood there for quite some time, devouring the absence of weight the sun had pressed onto me for so long. I waited for the Arab to come back or for at least something to happen; but nothing- the body lay still as I walked my way back to the bungalow; revolver still in hand.

        When I returned to the bungalow, the women were taking a nap and both Raymond and Masson were drinking red wine and smoking unfiltered Montecristo cigars. Masson almost choked on the smoke when he saw the gash over my eye that the Arabs blistering knife had made. Raymond, with a grin on his face took the revolver from me and checked the magazine of the gun. “So you let them have it! I knew you were up to something when you didn’t climb up the bungalow.” I wanted to tell him that those weren’t my intentions and I was forced to turn back to the beach, that staying and going were the same thing; instead I just smiled back at him.

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        Surprisingly, no one showed up to arrest me that night. The Arab probably did not post a complain out of fear that he might be questioned regarding his dead accomplice which would be troublesome for him. The next day, Marie and I took the bus home. Raymond stayed back to discuss some business with Masson. I told Marie how beautiful she looked in her red dress and she returned the compliment by kissing me on the cheek. She was still unaware of the incident that took place at the beach. The ride back home seemed longer and more miserable. Congested ...

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