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I entered the gloom, the rusty gate creaked!!! My face turned pale, a shiver ran down my cranked spine. The wind smoothed my skin in thin air. A figure appeared, it was as blank as the blue sky. “W-What was it?” I stammered to myself, then the mist disappeared. I relised it was a reflection of myself in a mirror. My head bursted like a volcano. “Why was a mirror standing in front of me!?” Something struck my mind, I looked behind me, a cottage? A worried look came across me. “Where did this cottage come from???...” I entered
Hi there
ReplyDeleteWhat an intriguing story, with lots of good description. I'd like to find out what happened when you went into the cottage!
Good work - keep on writing.
Helen (Team 100WC)
I like your vivid use of imagery and the sinister appearance of the mirror.
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