Your Status: Logged out Log in

Original Writing.  

Member rating: No Rating | Words: | Submitted: Mon Jan 12 2004

Page Preview
Preview
Previous 1 of 3 Next

On the left is an image preview of every page of this document, and below are the first 150 words with formatting removed:

ORIGINAL WRITING The door burst open, and in that moment time flowed backwards right to the beginning. She woke up in hell, her body aching her nerves screaming of pain, something was wrong. Where was she? What happened? Time flowed back again some more. The drawers from the chest lay upturned its contents spilled on the floor, someone was looking for something, someone broke into the house Yet again time trickled back. A shadow moved in the dark as much as the dark moved with the shadow, The shadow stopped and slid through the floor, nothing was heard. Time went back some more, stopped and began again. It was the age of the builder, the age of metal. Everything was different than how it used to be. Torches light the streets and where rich people could afford it electrical lights were put up, hardly any rich person could afford electricity, it was something that only the builders use...

Get instant access



  • Instant, unlimited access to our documents in full
  • Swap your work for free access, or pay £4.99
  • To see the full version of this document and 150,159 others
Register Now