I was not afraid ,not yet …

Crack,the old tree started to fall it toppled and landed on my tent ! My arm that was lying beside me took the impact.Suddenly the pain became unbearable yet I made it to the house.Horrible , burning , beastly pain shot through my arm like a bullet from a gun . I collapsed like paper in the wind…

I cried out, calling out calling for some-one,any-one.No-one answered. I was alone in a dark,gloomy,dingy house. Finally some-one came they put me on a stretcher and I was carried away. For a very long time. My life changed after that. Forever and a day.

3 thoughts on “100wc

  1. Hello Nina, what a thing to happen! I will think carefully about spending time in tents in the future 🙂 I love the way you started with an onomatopoeic word to grab the reader’s attention. You have also included a collection of very useful adjectives and two similes which combined, help the reader to see the scene you are describing! Well done 🙂

  2. Amazing I like the simile and you are a really good writer!!!:-)

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