Friday, 1 April 2011
100wc wk5 supriya
I walked through the damp, humid forest. I couldn't see properly. The screaming seemed to get louder and louder. My heart was beating faster. I made sure that I stayed silent. It looked like a pot and legs. I must be dreaming I thought and pinched myself. No it wasn't a dream. The mighty legs were moving vigorously. The face on the pot like head was crying. Suddenly, it froze. Where ever I moved, the eyes followed. I knew that I couldn't stay here any longer. I ran, I ran faster than I had in my whole life. I didn't turn back. The screaming was catching up with me. Where could I go...?
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This is brilliant Supriya! You built the tension really well & described the pot & it's terror fantastically! Thank you for writing for the 100WC!
ReplyDeleteGood Supriya, like the work and the way you built up the tension.
ReplyDeleteWow Supriya your work is outstanding! I like the way that you said "I must be dreaming, I pinched myself but no t was not a dream" Well done Supriya I hope that you get show cased
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