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Tuesday 3 July 2018

Narrative!

Every time I hear a noise, something unusual happens



Sweat of fear dripping down from my forehead and down to my lips. The horrifying noises that keep repeating in my head was giving me a migraine. “What’s that?” I asked my mum. She came walking swiftly to where I was and said “what do you mean?”. I then replied with “that noise, the one that keeps repeating over and over again, I can’t be the only one”. She stopped instantly and started to burst out with a laugh. She then said “your funny”. My heart stopped at that moment, and my mind was as empty as my thoughts. I started to think. Am I over exaggerating or is all of this true?


Walking down the empty and quiet corridors at school, my head was in pain as well as my ears. All I could hear was the sound of old church bells ringing and the sounds of people screaming. Every time I thought about the noise, the more it became louder and it kept on coming back. I desperately wanted it to stop! It was like I wanted to blow my head off every time I heard it. The teacher kept talking but all I seemed to do was stare out into the distance thinking about the noises. I started to hang out alone, and I kept thinking I was a maniac.


My friends that I use to hang out with came up to me and asked “Are you okay?” but instead I ignored them and sat there looking out the window with my hoodie over my head. “Can you hear that?” I asked. Their faces were clueless and they replied with “hear what?”. I looked at them and said “the noises, like the noise of a church bell ringing and the sounds of people screaming?”. They looked at me with a glimpse and they almost looked frightened, so they walked off quickly without a word.


Looking down at the concrete floor, as I was walking home the noises then stopped. They started getting quieter and quieter every time my feet touched the ground. I started to pull a smile as I ran quickly back home. My pale brown hands reached over to the door knob while I zoomed through the doors. I walked into the kitchen and all I heard was “on today’s news an innocent young girl, hanged herself on a church bell, her whole family was tragic after her loss and as you can see people are out here screaming and crying”. I walked slowly into the living room and turned off the TV. I then fell to the ground and the silence then hit my mind. Not a gust of wind was heard, and my heart then broke into pieces. I was afraid of myself and every time I heard different noises something unusual always happened.


I began to take medicines to help get rid of the noises and to rebuild myself. It took me a while to get rid of the noises, but it was worth the wait. Some people were afraid of me but they gained my trust back. I stopped thinking about the noises and I finally heard the noises of birds chirping and the breeze flowing past me.

The woods


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Green and dark moss, flowing everywhere on the soft brown dirt. Skinny old trees growing its roots underneath the earth, making its tallest branches reach the sky. A patch of sunlight beaming through the trees and ground, making mother nature to continue to grow. Bugs and insects, roaming around finding its small little prey in between the dirt. High pitched voices of birds singing, making everything in the woods to rise.