My E-asttle Story.

Ola Fellow bloggers! <3

It's Term 4 and that means end of the year testing! Yay... In week 4 We had to do a total of 6 tests so far! One of them being an E-asttle writing test to see how good we are at writing! Here is both of my Pieces of writing! Any feedback would be appreciated! <3

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The day things started disappearing started with me waking up in a pitch black room,
I remember falling asleep on a comfy bed, but I try to move to see if I fell off my bed but I instantly
start crying from how much my back hurts, I feel around trying to see if my stuffed toy was near me,
but it wasn't. I then tried feeling for my blanket that I fell asleep with it on top of me, but it wasn't there.
I then felt a cold draft come from the window. I look up to my window and see the glass is no longer
there, neither are my curtains. It seemed like it was midnight but I couldn’t see a single cloud, star or
even a moon in sight. I try to roll over to check if there was anything in my room but all I could feel
was pain. ‘I had to push through the pain if I want to find out what happened’ I told myself just so I
could gain the willpower to even do anything.

I eventually moved onto my other side, all I wanted was a pain killer to stop the pain so I could fall
back asleep. But there was no pain killer on my bedside table, nor the bedside table itself.
I felt myself shiver and I knew something happened while I was sleeping. I wished I had night
vision so I could see what was the case, but I wasn't able to since i’m not magical. I pushed
through the tornado of pain and crawled to my door, I used the little strength I had to push the door
open and then I facepalmed into the ground, I felt exhausted and powerless. All I wanted was my
bed so I could fall asleep. But it didn’t seem like I could, even the carpet was gone. I eventually
looked up to nothing, it seemed like my parents moved out the house but I doubt they would leave
me behind. I crawl with the thought that I could hug my parents and that this was normal,
but when I peak over past the door frame hoping to see my parents and their bed, but I didn’t
see a thing.

I felt powerless and I wanted to scream in agonising pain but I knew that it would do nothing.
I wasn't able to take my mind off the pain in my back and me holding back my tears.
I eventually gave up and screamed my heart out, Hoping somebody would come and save me
from this horror. But… Nobody did. I couldn’t scream no more since my voice just left me and so
did my parents, my throat, back and heart are hurting. I couldn’t even cry. I had nothing left,
I was starving and exhausted. I didn’t understand what and how. I can’t even fall asleep.
All I could do was wait until some sort of miracle happened. But that even seemed unlikely.

Soon enough, seconds become minutes, minutes become hours, hours become days and
I'm still here. I’m still suffering and I don’t see me stopping. It seems that I've been left here to die,
to suffer a painful and long death. It seems like it was all planned and at first, I didn’t even realise it.
I didn’t even realise that this could’ve been planned. And I wished I had. I shut my eyes…
Hoping that this will all be put to an end… Hoping that I can forget about how this all happened…
Hoping the pain would go away… Soon enough, my suffering finally ended. I had died.
I don’t understand how or why it had to be me to suffer this painful death.
I didn’t look everywhere but I couldn’t bear the pain anymore.

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P.S They are similar ;w;

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The day things started disappearing. I can remember waking up with a sore back and a
stiff neck. I didn’t understand what had happened, I remember falling asleep on a comfy
bed that wasn’t hard and wouldn’t hurt my back. 

I opened my eyes, even though I was very tired and looked to see that I was closer to the
ground than normal. In fact, I was on the ground and my room doesn’t have a nice mushy
and fluffy carpet. Instead it has a wooden floor. “No wonder my back hurts” I said to myself
while wondering where my bed went. I then looked around after the thought went away and
saw that not even my toy box in my room. “That is strange, have my parents moved
everything around and I shifted rooms? or have we had a robbery?”. 

Now I was curious and a little bit suspicious of what's going on. I thought to myself
“Yeah this is weird, maybe I should check the other rooms to see if stuff have disappeared
from there”. But I was stopped by the pain coming from my mid to lower back. I felt like
screaming but I also didn’t, instead I started crying my eyes out in salty tears. It felt like I
cried for hours before I couldn’t cry no more, I officially ran out of tears. 

My only choice was to see if I could find a phone, cause mine disappeared while I was in a
deep sleep. I built the courage and will power to move and get on my two feet and get
out of my room. 

Even though I was limping I had the thought running through my head telling me it’s all a
dream and that i’m okay to keep me going. 

When I finally made it to the door my legs felt wobbly, almost like i’ve never walked before
or I just ran 5 marathons in one day. 

I was getting myself hyped up from the positive thoughts circling my brain about how this
is all a dream and I might even get a better bed room. 

But when I pushed my door opened I felt instantly disappointed by what my eyes
were displaying to me. All I saw was a bland and empty hallway. I thought to myself,
“This used to be decorated with so many of my mothers paintings and lovely plants,
where has all of the stuff gone now?”. I felt like something was really up and I had to check
all the rooms in the house to see if this really was real and if my parents
and cats were okay. 

One after another I pushed the doors open, almost like I just lost the most precious thing
to me in my life but I got the same sight, just bland and empty rooms. I was soon running
out of rooms and all my will power. My back was screaming in agonizing pain, my neck
was stiff like it never has been before and my legs felt like they were going to just become
boneless and flop onto the ground and my hopes were destroyed from seeing nothing
in the house. Soon I reached the last door, to the biggest room in the house. I hoped to
the lords that all the furniture is in this one room. 

I slowly pushed the door open and before I got a glimpse of the room I fell to the ground,
face first. I was in so much pain I couldn’t bear it anymore. 

I just started screaming until my voice box said goodbye, I tried to cry a salty tear but
nothing came out. My nose started bleeding from when I hit the ground, my back felt like
I was about to become paralysed, my neck was so stiff I couldn't even turn it left or right,
or shake my head up or down. 

I felt like my whole body just gave up on me. I shut my eyes and hope I can remove the
pain, or someone would notice me. But nobody did, nothing worked. I wanted to look into
that room but I couldn’t move my head. 

I couldn’t turn onto my back either. I was stuck. I now regret getting up, I could’ve crawled
but that would’ve been a bad idea as well. 

I now am telling myself “What was I thinking, I should’ve obeyed the signs.
I should’ve stayed where I was cause then I wouldn’t be stuck in this position or this situation.” 

I felt like I was just left here to die. My parents weren’t home, the cats were gone.
I am in this home with nothing inside. It seemed like I was abandoned, like I was the problem
in my family, the one that caused the fights between my parents, the one who might get them
divorced, and that I was the problem that sucked their wallets dry and their happiness in their
relationship dry. I knew I was the issue in my family. They’re better off without me, Right?
I eventually convinced myself that it is my time to leave this planet.

And that the time has come for a gravestone to say my name, my life span and
how much of an issue I was in my family. It was time for me to say goodbye to this earth.

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