As the footsteps grew louder all she could imagine was a zombie with a mouth full of blood.
Thursday, 22 June 2017
The day I almost died
As the rusty door creaked open, she held her breath and closed her eyes. Certain that these were the last few minutes of her life, she decided to turn and vanish. She panted as she sloped down the freezing mountain. The air was filled with mist and fog, she couldn't see a thing. She stopped in her tracks. Nowhere to go. She heard the familiar footsteps stamping up the mountain to where she stood. She shuddered at the thought or who or what was coming…
As the footsteps grew louder all she could imagine was a zombie with a mouth full of blood.
As the footsteps grew louder all she could imagine was a zombie with a mouth full of blood.
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Term 2 2017,
Writing
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