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A frightful walk home from work.  

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A FRIGHTFUL WALK HOME FROM WORK I was surrounded by total silence, walking down the stairs after finishing early from work. I speedily ran so that I could be the first one out the doors as there was ten more minutes till other employers were going to race down those stairs. I came out onto the street car park. As I crossed the road, I noticed the pavements lined by hazy streetlamps and as I felt the icy, frost, air as it slowly transformed my hand into a cold blue. I could feel the coldness already running through my body on the frosty winter's night. I could hear as I turned the corner, the different types of cars which revved and purred smoking petrol fumes which were coming from the exhaust behind one, I didn't enjoy the sounds I heard and I covered my ears and wished I didn't hear them....

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