Thursday 23 April 2015

Zach 100WC

My heart was beating like a drum as i ran down the dark, ghostly corridoor.My mindwas blank;where was I.Bang! I came to an end and there it was. I was looking directly at a blood drenched corpse.

My hand was wet. I looked down and blood covered my arm like a sleeve. My face went pale as  I realised that my knife was forced into the heart of the body. In a panic, I wrapped my jacket around the dead body and dragged it to the  overgrown garden. X marks the spot where I buried the evidence.

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