Hey guys, I'm sorry it took so long to get this out to everyone but the photos that I took of my assessment were very hard to read with my bad (very bad) handwriting so it took longer than expected (way longer).
So what I have decided to do is to make two posts, the first one will be the one copied straight from the assessment sheets and the second one will be it edited (by me of course) so that it sounds clearer and runs smoother. Also if you guys would like me to continue it after this I will. So please, please, please let me know what you think of it.
I heard trees falling in the distance, as the wind blew, it sounded like a tornado was coming straight for me. I pressed my eyes shut in hopes of making the noise stop. The police car sirens were directly above me confining me into an even more panicked state of fear, the wind rocking the car from side to side. I squeezed my eyes shut, even tighter. I don’t want to die here. I want to live. I want to live! The wind ceased instantly, the car stopped rocking and trees stayed upright. It was silent as the van continued to power on through the now silent rain. As the worrying starts to dull I become more aware of my surrounding, I was handcuffed,and two men dressed in black were opposite me, one wearing black glasses and the other not.
The one with glasses leant forward drawing in my attention as I sunk back into my uncomfortable seat. With a sigh the man spoke, “I couldn’t car less about some snotty nosed brat who cries for his mother when nothing is wrong.” With a big pause he continued, “I guess she couldn’t care less too.”
When I shot him a puzzled look, the other spoke up, “Kid, don’t you get it? She doesn’t want you anymore. That is the reason we are here to take you to our facility.”
“What facility?” It was the first time that I had spoken and they were both taken aback. They both stared for a second. Maybe they didn’t look away because I looked a lot like a girl, with my skinny frame, long black hair and slender face. The moment passed with a flash and their faces were back to being unreadable.
“Oh look, the brat can speak.” said the one without glasses.
“I think it’s about time, don’t ya think?” questioned the other, looking at me.
“I think so too.”
Frantically looking between them, I saw one put on a mask and the other copying. Fear rising as a strange smell tinted the air, a mix between metal and freshly washed pillows. I let it engulf me, taking hold and never letting go. One side of me wanted to stay like this forever and the other side thought better. Then it hit me, They weren’t taking me to an orphanage, they were taking me somewhere much scarier.
As I came to, a metallic taste lingered in my mouth. I tried to look around me. The room was dark… or so I thought. I realised I was blindfolded, fear began to rise and the ground shook in response. It continued to get louder, the ground shaking more vigorously until… It all just fell, I mean literally just fell. The roof cracked and the ground crumbled, falling everywhere. Sounds of glass breaking echoed in the room. I thought that it was over as I relayed a though jogged in my mind. My family doesn’t want me. That did it. Everything collapsed. Screams erupted down the halls and then were silent, my blindfold fell off. I saw everything, rubble everywhere, and I was the only one who survived. I climbed out of…