Gunpowder Creative Writing
Fear and adrenaline flowed through me, Gunpowder’s mane whipped at my face. With inhuman speed, the dark figure was close behind me, a sound of hooves becoming louder. It was a nightmare had turned into reality. The bridge...I had to reach the bridge… The sanctuary of the bridge was ahead of me and I cracked the whip and Gunpowder whinnied and raced on ahead, an unstoppable force of nature. At last, I had reached the bridge. Turning to face the dark figure, he had pulled the reins, forcing his horse to raise up. My eyes could not turn away as the figure lifted the glowing head…Gunpowder jerked up in fear... and then there was a flash of light… then a sickening crack that reverberated as my head the ground.
The sound of hooves was disappearing …show more content…
Her laughter sounded like bells and then suddenly, everything had turned into a nightmare. The skies had become dark and a silhouette was behind her. I had tried to call out to warn her, but I was paralyzed, only able to watch as the woman screamed and was taken away. The dark figure had mounted on his horse and turned to me, its scarlet eyes fixated on mine, filled with something that could only be described as hate . NO!
My eyes snapped open, and when I rose, there was a sharp jolt of pain in my head and I moaned. Where was I?
I opened my eyes and from my surroundings, it appeared that I was in a guest bedroom.There were footsteps coming near the door and a young woman came in.
My heart leapt for a moment before realizing that it wasn’t the same person.
The woman had golden waves framing her face, but her eyes were hazel and held a deep sadness inside them.
She was slightly surprised that I was awake and she came at my side.
“ You have been unconscious for several days now, rest. The doctor will check up on you in a few
The sound of hooves was disappearing …show more content…
Her laughter sounded like bells and then suddenly, everything had turned into a nightmare. The skies had become dark and a silhouette was behind her. I had tried to call out to warn her, but I was paralyzed, only able to watch as the woman screamed and was taken away. The dark figure had mounted on his horse and turned to me, its scarlet eyes fixated on mine, filled with something that could only be described as hate . NO!
My eyes snapped open, and when I rose, there was a sharp jolt of pain in my head and I moaned. Where was I?
I opened my eyes and from my surroundings, it appeared that I was in a guest bedroom.There were footsteps coming near the door and a young woman came in.
My heart leapt for a moment before realizing that it wasn’t the same person.
The woman had golden waves framing her face, but her eyes were hazel and held a deep sadness inside them.
She was slightly surprised that I was awake and she came at my side.
“ You have been unconscious for several days now, rest. The doctor will check up on you in a few