Friday, February 22, 2019
Aftermath – creative writing
BANG I woke. I opened my eyes unless was unable to see. The dust had settled want concrete boulders into the corners of my eyes Everything was destructive still. The wind fiercely gave a shout. A black cloud stood dominate the demolished town. I moved my hands to wipe my irritated eyes, boulders, brickwork, grim furniture and complete devastation stood before me. A ray of giddy appeared through cracks of the rubble. The boulders took on features like monsters and ogres making my chest tighten with fear. I vociferated for help. No star was somewhat. I was scared Petrified.I managed to pull my aching bones out from the debris, the pain was horrific. I could feel the cold brumous wind stroke my face. In the far distance I could visualise low voices that became louder and louder hysterical screams. I attempted to crawl my way towards the fraudulent scheme in hope for help. Shards of glass dug into the palms of my hands. Warm blood trickled downwardly my knees, my throat ti ghtened with the dirty dense dust. I could taste the fear. Behind me I heard a crackle. I turned. The flames of fire danced before my eyes. The heat adust my face like the hottest sauna could. The smoke was a ferocious lion ready to pounce.I moved as quickly as I could, using all the energy I had. Slowly crawling like a young baby. I felt hopeless disconsolate The progress I crawled the louder the low voices became. It was a horrendous atmosphere The town had run short a tragedy Buildings a close to me had collapsed surrounded with sneaky smoke, brickwork and furniture were slow burning away, the air was thick full of unknown flumes, why wasnt anyone around? What had happened?No building stood tall, burnt out office work baffled the debris, ashes and litter played in the wind. My body filled with just one emotion anxiety. Cars around me were smashed and strangled with fire. I watched in dismay. Crashing noises appeared. Brickwork collapsed- followed with a speechless smash. Mor e rubble fell with bold broken manage Screaming voices emerged. I crawled towards the screams. I was able to hear sirens wailing in the faint distance carried by the wind. I began to see flashing lights though the dark debris. There was only one word to describe it hope. of a sudden I glimpsed with the squint of the eye. The site of panicked people was ahead of me. My ticker skipped a beat. I shouted, Hello, can you hear me. No one replied. finish you hear me? I screamed. I waited. I listened. A young gentlewoman ran over to me. Its okay, youre safe now, announced the lady. Whats happened? Whats happened? I repeated. She didnt answer. She grabbed my arm and wrapped it round her neck giving me support. We approached the flashing lights. Countless amounts of ambulances and fire engines appeared.Hundreds of people were collect staring at the ruined town. Many people were hysterically shriek and crying. Dead bodies were covered with white cloths. I became speechless. Tears ran dow n my face. Its over, you survived, restfully explained the young lady. I took a big breath. I closed my eyes. I thought. One word repeated through my head lucky.
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