The Crash – Creative Writing
The multi coloured sky changes rapidly into the dark lonely night but drops of diamond shining stars brighten it. You’re all alone in an isolated office. Working another tiring day of over time. Your watering eyes begin to feel weary. You look across at the busy view of the noisy city. The ringing sound of the modern clock catches your attention. The silver metallic hand points ar 10pm. You realise how long you have been working but in front of you stands a mound of urgent paper work. Just having a glimpse brings a thumping pain in your head. You decide to return home as it is getting late.
A sudden strike of rumbling thunder makes you spring slightly into the cold air. You stare towards the reflective windows, but all you see is a flash of dazzling white light. The empty office lights starts to flicker. You walk out of the cluttered office at a fast pace. You get an intense feeling. You quickly move yourself outside into the artic air. You take a long deep breath. You can feel the frost biting into your breathing lungs. You shiver bitterly. You get into your frozen car. The freezing journey seems to be everlasting. You feel your dark eyes slowly closing but you try your best to fight away the sleep.
Ten long minutes passes yet you drive steadily, out of the darkness shines a blinding light. You hear the loud sound of another car. Your vision turns black. You’re scared and lonely. You question yourself. Am I dead? You panic. A dear visitor whispers into your ear. You suddenly open your tired eyes. A pair of round brown eyes stares at you. You scream. You recognise the familiar faces surrounding you, it’s you irreplaceable family. The feeling of unknown strangers disappears. You begin to think what had happened and search for the answer to a family gathering. You discover the answer.
They are visiting because they are deeply concerned about your unstable condition as you were unluckily caught up in a terrible accident. You’re surprised you survived. The boring months pass. It seems like they are extended. You are finally all healed and returning to your cosy home. You miss you comfy bed. The beautiful morning arrives. You happily get ready for hours of work. You get into your pastel blue car. You rush past the quiet area where the terrorising accident occurred. You arrive promptly at the office. Whilst you’re in the cramped lift, pain takes over your head.
Frightening images reminisce in front of you. The night of the accident. But there’s an unfamiliar image. You see yourself being chased then falling off the top of a sky scrapping building. The pain gradually fades. The tiring day depart, the night covers the sun rays like a blanket. You stay over time once again. You find yourself enclose in the dark with only the spot of luminous light from your desk. There seems to be another power cut. You recognise the situation you are in. it’s just like the night of the accident and what you saw during the short period in the lift.
Your pounding heart grows louder each second. You hear the breath of a stranger. You look around. All you see is a vague silhouette. You some how manage to escape out of the office. You reflect back on the night of the crash. There’s something odd. You ask yourself is what happening related to the obscure image? Or is that image happening at this present moment? Then your mind goes blank. All you can do is run. The marble stairs seem to be never ending. You can’t even stop to take a quick breath. The noises of the heavy footsteps are getting closer. You reach the steel door that leads to the top of the building.
You unlock the large doors. The wintry breeze bashes into you. You start to drift towards the death threatening edge. The vivid shape wouldn’t discontinue approaching. You’re helplessly trapped in an inescapable corner. You shift backwards. You slip. You try to yell but your throat is empty. You fall staring at the beaming moon. You fall into a bed. You wake in shock and break off the mysterious dream. You smell an unhappy atmosphere. You look around exploring. You see four plain walls. You’re in the gloomy hospital. You were unfortunately in a fearful accident and ended up in a lifeless coma.