Had this idea rolling about in my head today. Wrote this quickly so it is a bit rushed. Feedback would be greatly appreciated:
Short story:
Everybody loved Kit Bowman.
From his striking good looks to his even more striking personality. It is not often someone so beautiful and popular could be so nice.
His piercing blue eyes and his dazzlingly white smile made even the harshest of people admirers.
Everything came easy for Kit: girlfriends, friends, jobs. Everything he went after he got.
He was the towns golden boy and not just because of his shining hair.
Then the accident happened.
From then on everybody feared Kit Bowman.
His good looks so striking they seemed almost unnatural. His blue eyes so piercing just a look made you go cold, his smile so wide, his teeth so sinister and sharp.
Now nothing came easy for Kit Bowman except loosing everything he'd built.
No longer the towns golden boy, his hair no longer shined.
Now the town feared him.
After all once you are dead you shouldn't wake up
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A Moment Of Creative Writing
Tuesday 3 February 2015
Hi Readers,
I'm going to be lazy on this blog post! Instead of writing a completely new post from scratch I thought I would share some of my creative writing. I did this for a course awhile ago and it had to be kept to 250 words hence the shortness of it. Depending on the feedback this might persuade me to start doing more creative writing again as I procrastinate ALOT.
Here it is:
The door creaked as he slowly pushed against it
the room was empty except for a single chair. Jake turned to Doctor Coleman.
‘What am I supposed to do?’
He pointed at the chair ‘Just sit and do as we discussed all will be
revealed in the duration of the experiment’ the door shut behind him and the
lock slid into place. The room was now draped in darkness the only light coming
from a single bulb that just about illuminated the chair.
24 hours that’s what the ad had said just you and your worst fear.
Jake wasn’t exactly sure how this would work, how could you face a fear
when you didn’t even know what it was?
This is why he was here sat in this confined space which judging by the
barely visible scratches that were etched up the door and on the walls, was probably
once used as some sort of confinement cell.
He did as they had discussed he thought about his nightmare. The never
ending running always away from someone or something. He couldn’t stop he had
to get away.
He thought about it until the fear of it was too overwhelming. He
opened his eyes.
The room was as it had been but now another chair was in front of him
and it was occupied. The man had the same green eyes, the same messy brown
haircut. It was almost as if he was looking in a mirror.
Jake was staring at himself.
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