Creative Writing Draft Chenzhuang Village notoriously known as China’s ghost town and phantom malls were abandoned. The stadiums‚ shopping centres and hundreds of accommodation once completed were now left deserted and derelict. Buildings‚ left for the rats to scavenge at and debris left lying around to rot. No longer was there beautiful buildings looming over the small village‚ but empty and forlorn places for squatters to hide and take shelter. As I watched the pale moon lie on its back whilst
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STRUCTURE ORGANIZATION is as important in creative nonfiction as it is in fiction. You need to have a plan before you actually sit down to write. You don’t want to ramble. This is as annoying in a writer as it is in a public speaker. You need to make sense of all the materials you have gathered. Some writers actually do outlines‚ which serve as blueprints for their essays or narratives. At the very least‚ they help the writer to focus‚ to be coherent. We generally think of structure in architectural
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First Day at a New School And there I was‚ standing in front of the new school I’m going to attend. My heart is racing so I asked myself‚ “Am I nervous or just excited‚ now that I’ll be at school again?” It was mixed emotions I am feeling that day. Thoughts and questions are running in my head; having an anxiety of what their first impression will be. “I hope they won’t bully me‚” “This school year is going to be exciting‚” and “I heard that the professors here are nice‚” are just some of the ideas
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I wore a smiling face while walking through a gate‚ and was astonished by the great building before me. I am Rose‚ then 13. It was my first day at my new school. Enthusiasm and happiness filled my heart to its brim. The sound of bell‚ signaling all students to assemble was heard just when I was about to set a step. Thus‚ I followed the flow of students to the hall‚ listened to the principal’s speech‚ and headed for my class. I barely managed to keep up with the lesson as math was not easy. But
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My Perfect Day Tik‚ tok‚ tik tok‚ my palms are sweaty‚ my breaths are shallow. My hearts is pounding in my ears‚ I feel so stressed‚ maths examinations make me really nervous. Think about a good place‚ calm my nerves‚ yes my perfect day‚ I carry myself back to a perfect day at the beach........... Excitement builds within me when I hear the soothing sound of waves crashing on a deserted beach and smell the saltiness hanging in the air. Waves crashing onto the fine sand beckon me to pick
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Creative Writing R.I.P Rory His room decorated with graphs‚ tags and throws. The floor hidden beneath paint covered clothes scattered everywhere‚ aerosol cans and paper covered in his new tag that he has been practicing. He puts on his pitch black hoodie. The hood hides every detail of his face keeping his identity masked. Throwing his blood red bandana and his spray paint cans stone cold from the paint concealed inside into his bag he is ready to burst out and create a masterpiece. As he emerges
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Josh dragged his feet and shambled his way reluctantly to school‚ after donning sloppily into his school uniform‚ his hair uncombed. The school stood inhumanly and uninvitingly every morning‚ much to Josh’s abhorrence and distastefulness. Josh‚ along with thousands of other like-minded students‚ regarded going to school as a painful and repetitive routine. Obligated‚ he finally entered Hell. The restless‚ unkempt soul fumbled his way to assemble in the congregation of students‚ all engaged in
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Creative Writing My breath steamed the air‚ my eyes wide open looking into the distance as drips of sweat rolled down my forehead. My ears twitched at every sudden noise; I just hoped nothing would jump out of the darkness. I kept thinking about where I was and how I got to this place. Every footstep echoed for miles as I stepped upon the Iron Gate‚ the noise rattling my brain. I came to a halt‚ my sweaty hand roaming over the freezing cold steal on my chest as I tightened my only protection
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Descriptive Writing Task The aim of this lesson is to write a piece of original writing about a deserted house. You and your friend have just finished school and on the way home and you need shelter from the sudden change in weather. You see a deserted house and decide to enter it. Describe in detail the appearance of the house and the path that leads up to the front door. How do you feel as you approach? What type of door do you enter? Imagine that you have gone through the doorway
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off‚ and think. It’s the first day of school. This isn’t any first day of school. This is the first day of middle school. I’m cool now‚ no more elementary school‚ walking
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