I sit and stare at it the magical thing hanging on the dark wall, it's green eyes staring down, controlling me, I am pulled into its powers and the trouble begins...
It all started when mum came back from America bringing present for all of us, a sewing kit for Lucy, tool box for dad, books for Maddie, chocolate for Thomas, and a painting for me.
I loved this painting with the bright colours and detailed face, but, as time went on its secrets began to appear.
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It was the night of the death of a man. This man was a tall sly and mysterious man. He kept himself to himself and his secrets locked away.
How could this be?. I've waited so long and did everything I was supposed to. There will not be one day out of my life that I don't think about you.
A voice, calling. Screaming. I'd already learnt to stop. It was of no use. But there above me, was a voice. Screaming for their life. Only no one would come. I tried to call up, tell them I was here.
This is This cat. This is Is cat. This is How cat. This is To cat. This is Keep cat. This is An cat. This is Opussian cat. This is Busy cat. This is For cat. This is One cat. And this is Minute cat.
Winter.. Tears in my eyes Thinking about my life What will happen?. I feel that life mysterious Just like the snow falling on the trees.. You will never know what will happen next..
The moment I aw her, I knew she was mine. These big, brown, droopy eyes looked right at me and said, "Choose me. Pick me.".
I look at the wall a white covered everywhere I can't find my way out slowly coming to death of depression.
Criticism: describe more using more literary techniques (I sound so much like my English teacher) but really this is great😄
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