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Ryan Denny

Original Writing Coursework

The sound of footsteps echoed through the realms of my mind - never ending, like a beat of a drum, reminiscent of my heart, which was thumping uncontrollably in the barrel of my chest. I quickened my pace in an effort to escape the ominous shadows that were pursuing me. I clutched my coat in desperation, praying that it would somehow protect me from the dangers of darkness. My fingertips were gelid, as were my toes - all extremities, freezing, as the sickening breeze sent a shiver up my spine. I felt paralysed with fear. The floorboards creaked - sounding like a tortured moan. I was left to wonder to myself, why I ever dared entering this unwelcoming house. The friendly sunshine of the outdoors seemed a lifetime away - as did my friends. They can't save me now. I'm alone. But I don't need them. It's their fault I'm in here. They thought it was a joke - but I'm not one fond of jokes like that. I'm going to prove it, I can be dangerous, I can be courageous, I can be 'fun' like them. But that didn't stop the regrets plummeting through my head like a runaway mine train.  

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An air of menace encapsulated the corridor. My nerves were stretched, about to snap, like functional elastic bands. My palms were clammy, and my senses alert. I could taste the despair on the tip of my tongue. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, and felt a sneeze arise. I tried to conceal it as best as possible, praying, and hoping that I hadn't disturbed anything that could be lurking in this house. I heard the faint sounds of a scream, and feared for my survival. As I attempted to navigate myself through the house, I found myself nearing the end ...

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