Thursday, 18 July 2013

100wc by Annie webb

100wc

Everyone in the orphanage made me feel imprisoned in my own shadow.Their treatment was like an arrow piercing my heart.That was until...


I felt boxed in this coffin which was enclosing. Sometimes I cower in a dark, damp corner away from the bullys.My eye lids fall shut and this feeling starts to eat away at my soul I wondered what I would do to lose this horrible nightmare of darkness.


Suddenly the agonizing pain shoots me in the gut, everything becomes real. In a blink of an eye my life was over...


By
Annie Webb


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  1. Trish21 July 2013 at 12:42

    A very powerful piece, Annie. Your opening sentence is excellent: 'imprisoned in my own shadow'.
    Very mature, confident writing.
    You just need to keep a check on your tenses - decide if you are writing in the past or present.

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