We were out of breath when we arrived at
the van; the man was still watching us never leaving sight of us. We stayed in
the van for about two hours until we heard a crack, there was a silence, crack , it went again we stared at the
window the man was not there anymore! Crack,
in front of us, there he was glaring as if he were dead and no
feelings; suddenly the man fell like nothing happened, we hurried out of the
van, the man had disappeared, we could
just see blood stains tracking towards the forest
Kalzang, I think that your technique of repeating the word 'crack' throughout this work keeps the reader engaged and scared; I really do want to know what cause the crack!
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work.
Mrs T.
thanks Mrs t!
ReplyDeleteOh no, I wonder what happened to the man? What an intriguing ending to your writing!
ReplyDeleteGreat job!
From Mrs Natusch
team 100WC
NZ