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An essay I wrote for my Higher English folio in early 2012. Some of it is already out of date.
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Mark slouched back in his chair, feet outstretched, and gave a
mighty yawn before pushing his long, black fringe out of his eyes. People dozed and d..
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Sam Hutchinson was found sprawled
on the floor by his son Paul. He was
dead.
The doctors couldn’t find a cause of death. His heart seemed ..
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The next day, Rebecca was still wearing the locket. She hadn’t taken it off since she’d found
it, not even to sleep.
And last night ..
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Rebecca’s life was uneventful after that for several
months. She assumed the locket was at
the bottom of an ocean, never to be seen again.
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The day before the summer holidays ended, Carrie was having
Dinner at Rebecca’s house. They were
having pizza.
“This is really good..
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Carrie regained consciousness, still lying on the wet grass;
Paul hadn’t moved her.
“Whe… where am I?”
“You&r..
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Anonni took them to a small abandoned hut inside a small forest
at the edge of Manchester.
“Welcome to my home for the last few days,&rdqu..
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Rebecca sat on a hill looking over Manchester, alone. She had had to get away from everything, all
the noise, so she could think. She read
the mess..
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Edward Clark had once again found himself wandering around the
nearby forest. His Dad wouldn’t listen…
he hated his Dad so much&hellip..
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