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HI EVERYONE... I HAVE JUST WRITTEN THIS FOR A COMPETITION I FOUND OUT ABOUT LAST NIGHT... THE DEADLINE IS MONDAY SO I HAD TO WRITE IT REALLY FAST, COZ IV GOT LOADS OF OTHER STUFF OT DO... I HAD TO WRITE STH. SUPERNATURAL IN 500 WORDS... THIS IS WHAT I CAME UP WITH... ITS EXACTLY 500 WORDS BUT IF U COULD TELL ME ANY KIND OF WAYS I CAN IMPROVE BEFORE TOMORROW I WOULD BE REALLY GRATEFUL. THANKS...
The Secret
Şenay hesitantly closed the front door behind her parents. As a roar of thunder shook the world, large drops of rain began to heavily descend from above, the drops creating a powerful uproar as they hit the ground. As the large forks of lightning ferociously pierced holes in the sky, a shiver of fright lashed up Şenay’s spine. She apprehensively walked to her PC; the cold, hard floorboards under her feet. And as fear filled the dark room; lurking from every corner, the clock mightily struck 2:00AM and Şenay knew that she was alone.
Time lazily passed.
Then, another relentless outburst of thunder summoned a prodigious gust of wind and forcefully blew open the half opened window. Şenay jumped from her chair in shock and anxiously glanced at the clock: 2:59AM. The howling wind, still not settled, seemed to ridicule her fear and as another sudden flash of lightning filled the room with vibrant light, the clock began to strike 3:00AM, witching hour.
Şenay turned back to her PC, the bright colours on the screen beginning to wildly flicker before her withdrawn eyes. What was happening? Another boom of thunder and there was darkness, pure darkness and unawareness.
Şenay hastily made her way to the sofa and covered her head with a large cusion. Trying desperately, to block out her fear. Breathing wildly, she struggled to make out what was what in the profound darkness surrounding her. Then, a loud knock at the door. Şenay hesitantly walked to the door and slighlty opened it. Another large gust of wind ruthlessly howled, blowing through the mighty trees, their arms flaring wildly in the darkness. No-one was there, the emptiness of the large porch looked Şenay back in the face and as she wearily returned to her untroubled space on the sofa there was another knock at the door. Once more, Şenay opened the door to find no one there. She tried to make sense of what was happening although there seemed to be no logical explanation.
Then, suddenly loud footsteps chasing up and down the stairs could be heard. A flicker of lights. And a chain of amused laughter. Şenay, left standing in the middle of this chaos, spinning around looking for an explanation. The phone began to ring, Şenay frantically picked the phone up but only to hear a deafening silence from the other end. The television switched on. The kettle began to boil. Another crash of thunder assisted a once more, powerful burst of wind which blew through the open window. The white lace blowly frantically in its despair. Şenay ran upstairs in hope of escaping this crazy confusion.
And as she opened her bedroom door, her startling scream echoed through the empty house for she had never seen what she was then faced with. The figure, creeped towards her, laughing insanely at each movement, whispered, “I saw you do itâ€...
Another crash of lightning was to follow and Şenay’s solemn past had now been made into the future...
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