My English assignment was to write an opening paragraph to a Gothic Short Story.
Please tell me what you think of it thanxx:
I sat down on the couch in the living room, inside the lonely sea-shack, inside the abandoned beach, inside the ghostly island, on top of the eerie, shallow waters. I asked myself; why am I here? Where is everyone else? And then the chain of events that had occurred formed together in my confused head. It all came back to me, that year, that month, that week, that day, that hour, that minute, that second the unthinkable occurred. The eerie sound of emptiness filled my ears; then a gust of wind hit the shack with a tremendous force. The lamp went out. I could hear my heart racing as if it were inside my head. My couch groaned under my weight. ‘CRASH’! Something shattered. I called out for my husband. I was alone. The hazy mist enveloped my shack. Then, without warning a shadow moved. Was it me? No, it couldn’t be there was no light apart from the slivers of moonlight slicing through the curtains. I heaved myself off the couch; I heard a shriek from upstairs. My head was spinning around and I lapsed into unconsciousness. My legs gave way. The ear-splitting sound awoke me, and my legs felt a bit stronger now. I went up-stairs to see what the sound was. Everything was dark. The sound was coming from my room. I edged ever so slowly towards the door. It creaked open. There was nothing there. PHEW! That was a relief. Then, a dark silhouette enveloped me in the darkness. I turned around and I could swear there was someone standing, watching me. The door closed. Terror gripped me like a vice. I peered at the door, in an instant it opened and then shut again. I turned round on the spot; the face blocked all other scary visions out of my mind. I screamed.
Please tell me what you think of it thanxx:
I sat down on the couch in the living room, inside the lonely sea-shack, inside the abandoned beach, inside the ghostly island, on top of the eerie, shallow waters. I asked myself; why am I here? Where is everyone else? And then the chain of events that had occurred formed together in my confused head. It all came back to me, that year, that month, that week, that day, that hour, that minute, that second the unthinkable occurred. The eerie sound of emptiness filled my ears; then a gust of wind hit the shack with a tremendous force. The lamp went out. I could hear my heart racing as if it were inside my head. My couch groaned under my weight. ‘CRASH’! Something shattered. I called out for my husband. I was alone. The hazy mist enveloped my shack. Then, without warning a shadow moved. Was it me? No, it couldn’t be there was no light apart from the slivers of moonlight slicing through the curtains. I heaved myself off the couch; I heard a shriek from upstairs. My head was spinning around and I lapsed into unconsciousness. My legs gave way. The ear-splitting sound awoke me, and my legs felt a bit stronger now. I went up-stairs to see what the sound was. Everything was dark. The sound was coming from my room. I edged ever so slowly towards the door. It creaked open. There was nothing there. PHEW! That was a relief. Then, a dark silhouette enveloped me in the darkness. I turned around and I could swear there was someone standing, watching me. The door closed. Terror gripped me like a vice. I peered at the door, in an instant it opened and then shut again. I turned round on the spot; the face blocked all other scary visions out of my mind. I screamed.