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2014 (C continued)<br />
Males<br />
I had seen people take this path before but I had neve seen a soul come back through this path.<br />
I decided to take this path and hope it was a short cut.As I began my journey through the path the weather<br />
took a dramatic turn for the worst. It went from a brisk winters morning to a thick shroud of fog which had<br />
an essance of mystery and wonder about it.<br />
The weather only added to my suspition and a reluctance to leave this place so I carried on hoping it would<br />
end.Then all of a sudden<br />
“Stop!” I heard every minute or so trying to make me give up. I couldn’t.A turn was coming up. I got ready<br />
for the quick minuvure of the sharp jerk of the wheel. I turned.The wheels screeched for what felt like a<br />
lifetime.Then I saw it.The road block. Swat vans and police cars parked sideways blocking my exit. I turned<br />
to the right and the car sped and caught one of the officers who was launched onto the windshield sending<br />
a web of cracks through the glass. I couldn’t see a thing. I could only see<br />
Females<br />
The day before mum’s birthday, we took a trip to the local supermarket to get the ingrediants that we need.<br />
I had made a list of all the tasty things that we needed. It took us around an hour to find everything we<br />
needed. and I didn’t realise how big supermarkets are!<br />
Mum’s birthday is finally here. It suddenly dawned on me that neither my brother and I can cook! I have no<br />
idea why we thought that we could! Anyway we thought that we would give it a try.<br />
We set up the kitchen and started to prepare the<br />
I sat up slowly, picked up my phone and rang my friend. I told her what had happened and asked for her<br />
advice, emotionally. She had kept me company for atleast two hours whilst i was on the phone.“If you need<br />
me, I am always here”, Came another voice in my head. I could of swore it was my father but I didn’t seem<br />
too sure.Without patience I crept quietly but as quickly as I could out of the house, I was still in my pyjamas<br />
though.After twenty minutes of walking, I came to my friends door,<br />
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