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Dawn Awakening by Rebecca Morgan |
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VARIOUS SAMPLE PARAGRAPHS, selected by the author When we walked outside there was a slight chill in the air and small drops of rain had begun to fall, shoot I thought I guess my dad was right.... Again! I said my good byes and started to walk the short distance toward where my car was parked. I stopped to turn and wave, but when I did, none of my friends were insight any more. The rain began to fall harder so I turned and picked up my pace. I was suddenly aware of how quiet it was, most evenings you would see people milling about, but not tonight, it was eerily quiet. As I approached the entrance to the car park I fished around in my bag for my keys, why were they always in the furthest hard to reach corner of my bag? Maybe I should get a smaller bag that would make situations like this easier. “Ah huh.” I spoke with a triumphant tone. “Found them?” a voice spoke from behind me. I was so startled I dropped my keys on the tarmac. A cold fear spread across my body and I quickly bent down panicked to pick them up. Had I just imagined someone’s voice? I was too scared to look around, I just wanted to be sat in the safety of my car. This is exactly why you shouldn’t drive home alone after a horror movie, you get so jumpy that your mind plays tricks with you. As I reached to grab the keys with my now shaking hands all went silent and black...
**** My body felt like it was being pushed towards Gavin, my teeth chattered impatiently and my eyes were fierce. A growl started to rumble in my throat, it was truly terrifying, this was the first time I’d felt like. . . .like. . .hurting someone. My feet edged towards him without my permission. I must have looked like a mad woman. My eyes were fixed on Gavin only, I couldn’t see or hear any one else. My focus was all him...
**** I was suddenly terrified at his familiarity, the night of the attack flashed before my eyes, only with more detail. I could feel the pain in my head, but instead of the blackness after that, I could see beyond. I felt the pain when he plunged his teeth into my neck. I felt the poisoned saliva invading my blood, trickling to every part of my body. I could hear my erratic heart beat desperately trying to flicker back to its usual rhythm. I remembered gasping for air and the sound of my piercing screams as I lay dying. Then a voice, Alec’s voice, “Its ok, I’ve got you.” he whispered. I felt him lift me into his arms, his cold hand stroking my terrified face. “You’ll be alright I promise.” I hadn’t blacked out like I thought; I’d just blocked the memory of that night out until now. Why was I suddenly remembering it all? Every detail, even the fact that Alec had waited for my screams to pass before taking me home. The pain was indescribable, being hit by a bus would have been a walk in the park compared to what I felt. My veins strained out of my body and I rithed around in agony. I remember begging for death to relieve me...
**** My vision was blurred as I ran. I knew I would arrive home before Alec and his family caught up with me, Of course they would follow; maybe even realize what I had worked out as well. They were incredibly fast but I was faster. The fear I felt had disappeared, I didn’t care about myself anymore. instead I was frantic for someone else. Darious had taken enough from me he wasn’t getting my dad, I wouldn’t let him. “Please don’t be too late.” I coughed. The only plan I had was to get home as quickly as possible. I prayed I was wrong as I burst through my front door, screaming, “Dad...dad where are you?” “In here” A familiar voice that wasn’t my fathers spoke. Darious was stood in my kitchen as if he thought he had every right to be there. The anger swelled inside me like a pan of hot water about to boil over. “Where’s my dad? I hissed, venom collecting in my throat. “Your dad’s fine Becca.” “Where is he?” I repeated. I was so mad that my whole body vibrated with anger. “He’s a long way away; you know how fast vampires can run.” I was sick of him dancing around my question. Maybe action really does speak louder than words. I couldn’t control it, my temper burned and I lunged at him with the full force of my body, my fist hit his face with a loud crack. I felt my body being rebounded back across the table and I ended up in a heap on the floor. I scrambled to my feet. My shoulder hurt but I didn’t care I knew it would heal quickly. I looked across to see what injury I’d inflicted on Darious, but was horrified to see he hadn’t moved. I hadn’t even managed to push him off balance let alone injure him...
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