The Walk Home As the birth of the night started, the sky above me began to bloom pitch black.

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Jac Goult                                                             Original Writing

The Walk Home

As the birth of the night started, the sky above me began to bloom pitch black. The clouds started to disperse, the stars appeared and mist rose from the ground. It frightened me not being able to see what’s lurking in the distance. The tree around me looks eerie, with sharp leaves coming off their pointy branches. The trees made weary shadows on the ground. I looked at my watch to see the time; ten past ten. I was a good half an hour away from home; I was going to be late in. The thought of what my Dad would do, and say, gave me shivers down my body. Why did I have to stay just that extra five minutes round my mates?

As I approached the longest, dreariest, most daunting road of my journey, the mist was getting thicker, so thick that I could not see anything that was more than an arm’s reach away. The mist was pure white, like snow. As I started my journey along the road, I felt unsettled at not being able to see properly. I could feel the coldness of the night settling in. My body was getting colder by the second with each step that I was taking down the road. It felt like I was in a cooler, my finger tips were getting number. Time was not on my side. I only had another five minutes to get home on time, and being a good fifteen minutes away I became nervous, although it felt there were butterflies in my stomach. I knew that my Dad was going to get mad at me. I broke into a run.

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I reached the other end of the road. There was the sharp bend that led to the road to my house. The bend that I was approaching was so sharp that nothing could be seen on its other side. It was completely dark. The corner was full of mist. As I took the first step around the corner, I felt suddenly threatened. My throat dried up. I was crying inside thinking that someone would be there to get me. I stood still. I could hear a rumbling sound. I reached for my mobile cautiously and shone the light from the ...

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