The Deserted Street Essay Example

I felt for it and molting fur covered my hand. My brain was dead until a ferocious meow emerged into the silence. The flickering lamppost revealed the fuming cat staring into the depths of my eyes. Never had I felt this before. A few trees in the distance danced in the wind and teased my mind. They were enticing and surprisingly enchanting in the dark of the night. Home was no where near.

The horrifying fact of home now being so longed for was scary. I had never wanted to be in the warmth of my house so much until now. I followed the deteriorating path searching for life. I was an alien exploring a whole new world, and it was almost a new planet. I walked carefully only looking at my feet in the fear of being hurt. Suddenly, an excruciating pain ran through the muscles in my arm. It was torn open. Layers of flesh ripped as the barbed wire attacked. My jacket was already soaking in my blood like a sponge. As I peered to my side I could clearly see a mysterious sign. It read "Dr Prima's Mental Asylum.

Chilling dashes of screams blasted in my ears and visions of sunken faces appeared in the mind's eye. Oh, how I had wished now that I hadn't watched that movie which chilled me to the bone. After my vision I looked back and it was obvious this was a dilapidated building. I cursed myself for believing this was real, after all it was closed down and no one could grab me to be tortured. The park was in sight and I knew I was

a couple of blocks from home. Mother and Father, I hoped would be sleeping, not aware of my absence. I just savoured the silence at home when they were sleeping.

If they had found out, the roof would be raised. Groaning, came from the creaking swing which became animated in the wind. The wind whistled and whooshed around me. Clutching my arm, I escaped its grasp and ran down the lane. A dim light appeared in my house and I could sense panic inside. Sweat ran down me like the condensation which usually ran down the window after a hot steamy bath. Stumbling into the house I saw a glimpse of my parents. I ran in and found them crying fiercely. I embraced them with a sorrowful hug. Not a word was said and it did not have to be, telepathically exchanging thoughts we were happily.