Trying extremely hard, I attempted to look around for my diary. The walls were dripping blood and were cluttered. I went on my toes and glimpsed on top of the locker, where we usually store valuables. Although, now the locker is empty. My heart was beating louder than a drum in a marching band.
A beast like man followed her with threatening footsteps. He grabbed her hair forcing her to make eye contact “YOU ARE USELESS”, he spat out, misting her face with saliva. Her red satin gown, slowly became darker and darker as the blood continued to soak it. She spoke out with defiant whisper “Maybe I am not the problem”. He fiercely whipped his hand back and smacked her with all his might, leaving an intimidating red mark.
“Let go of me,” shrieked the man, “you hedeya beast!.” I moved my hand off him. He crawled of the opposite of the bed from where I was. He got up off the bed and ran straight, then took a right which was where a door was. He quickly turned the knob and swing the door violently. He then ran and ran and opened the door.
Ali charged towards Daniel. Daniel avoided Ali’s attack and instantly grabbed onto Ali’s leg and pulled him towards the other direction. Villagers appeared with ropes and started to root the bull. The bull instantly set loose and the villagers immediately fled away. Daniel hopped onto Ali’s back threw punches to Ali’s horn.
I knew it was now or never. Trusting that with God all things I possible I took the leap of faith closing my eyes and hoping for the best. I felt my feet smack the ground, as I landed the front flip. I rose up and stood straight with my fellow student raising my arm as if I had won a great battle, the crowd went insane roaring as I ripped out my outer shirt and threw it to the crowd. It was better than I had envisioned it.
They were starting to go around the front of the office when they heard someone whisper. “He’s coming” Peter thought that was really strange. He ran around the corner with Samantha just in time to see someone’s foot round the corner. Peter took Sami’s hand and ran faster. They chased this person but whoever it was, was too fast for Peter and Sami to catch up to.
You end up running as fast as your legs can manage, while the beast tries to catch up with you. You yell and cry at the top of your voice aiming to seek help. The more you do so, the closer the beast gets. Before long, you realize that it’s a bad dream, and you wake up panting and sweating.
These confusing order to do impossible things led to a melee of screeches, (Crane. 1993). Instead of fighting or shooting as they were ordered they accepted the pelting of the from their enemies with bowed and weary heads. However, the men at the back of the regiment were continuously shooting irritably at their oncoming foes. They were determined to make every trouble.
Now, get out of here! You won’t get anything more from me!” screamed Marina’s voice with a ferocious tone he’d never heard her use before. “You speak as if you have a choice.” taunted the man, “If you won’t hand it over, then I’ll have to dispose of you and take my money by force!” At that moment, a powerful emotion filled him, an emotion he had not felt in a long time, not of fear but of courage. He burst through the door and with all his might struck the man’s head with the sack in his hand. To his surprise, the man fell to the floor unconscious.
Turner was fighting by my side and as we advanced forward, the infamous Commodore William Lubber was poising his sword at me. I charged towards him but he avoided my sword with subtlety that took me off my balance. He tried to send numerous charges and managed to strike multiple successful ones, slicing through my skin and I fell onto my knees. As he tried to descend his sword down my chest, I evaded it with my cutlass and weakly pushed it away as the last energy forsakes me. He then kicked me in the belly, sending me off across the wet cobbled street and I lay there helplessly.