Isha’s Narrative Story

I opened my eyes, my head pounding as I slowly stood up. I remembered someone hitting me on my head and then I don’t know but I ended up here. The mist covered the whole place, all I could see was the Eiffel tower, as I took a step forward I saw  someone. I tried to work out who it was but suddenly, the black figure flew up with it’s still on me until it disappeared up in the mist. I took deep breath telling myself it was okay, I searched around if there was anything in here but the only thing there was an abandoned trolley. One drop of water dropped on my shoulder, then another one it started raining I looked around trying to find a shelter, but there was nothing there at all. I stood still listening to the rain and then out of nowhere I heard footsteps coming closer to me. I started walking even though I knew there was no where to go but still something was telling me whoever who was following me was NOT for a good reason. I stopped because if I did then I would have drowned in the deep sea, I felt a hand on my shoulder as I turned around. I couldn’t see the person’s face because of his or her’s mask but then he or she slowly took out something, something I knew was for me to be killed with. It was a knife, pointing right at me he or she came closer to me now pointing at my neck. My sweat dripped down, making me shiver  he or she lifted the knife up then slowly up to me, to kill me. This was it, I was going to die I closed my eyes with fear 1,2 and 3……..

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