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My goal is to: Use sensory details to enhance my writing
The Vanishings
James was walking home from his job as a paperboy and couldn’t wait to tell Mama and Juniper (his younger sister) that he had got an extra tip from a posh lady who had storm grey eyes that looked as if a thunderstorm was churning inside them, but he was pulled out of his thoughts by a mysterious whishing sound that sent the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. He hid behind a corner of an alley before he heard footsteps coming. His mind immediately strayed to the stories in the newspaper about people who had mysteriously disappeared. His Mama had told him to hurry home when his job was finished because she was worried and it wasn’t safe to be out in the streets alone. A woman that looked a lot like the one who had given him such a generous tip, although it couldn’t have been her because this lady had the air of evil around her. He knew he needed to get out of here before she noticed him and decided that he would be the next vanishing, so he ran, the uneven cobblestones beneath his feet as he sprinted as fast as a cheetah to get home, he ran through the door of his small rickety shack and yelled “Mama, Juniper where are you? I’m home!” He leaned over trying to catch his breath when he heard a voice behind him.
“Looks like you didn’t run fast enough” Said the peculiar voice, he turned a round to discover it was her, the mysterious woman! Then she clicked her fingers chuckled and it all went black.
To Be continued…