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Sarah Browns stomach had butterflies in. She knew what was coming; she knew that it was almost time
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GCSE English Coursework Narrative Writing It was a frosty night. The ground was soft, but dry. The sun had almost set, and thick grey clouds moved slowly and silently through the sky. The air smelt damp, the only sound anyone could have heard was their own breathing, and the occasional chirping of a bird above. The air was cool, a soft wind blew through the trees and Corporal Brown shuddered, though not with discomfort and coolness, but with terror and anxiety for the forthcoming events. As the slight whistle from the wind sounded in her ears, she lowered herself down, as low as she could get, into the soft muddy earth amongst the bushes. It had only been twenty minutes since she was first given her post on century duty, but already the young corporal was fed up. This was not her idea of how to spend her Saturday nights. She should be...
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