This is a first draft to an intro of a book I'm really keen to write. The plot or other 3 characters haven't been shown in this sample as it is only the perspective of one character at the start so far. I haven't shown it to anyone and am not sure if it is any good all comments would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
For all the money in the world I could not fall asleep. The moon cast shadows
that distractingly flashed across my eyelids as I furiously tossed and turned
throughout the night. I tried relentlessly to will myself into a deep sleep,
long enough to escape the dread that hung over me like a dark cloud. The dread
that came from the inevitable challenge I would have to face tomorrow. Hours
upon hours passed. I thought ‘It’s not a big deal’, ‘it won’t dramatically change my life.’. Still, my
stomach knotted itself at the prospect of what lay ahead. I’ve given up. Sleep was no longer an
option. I wandered over to the window and began to stare
outside. Street lamp lined the road, the only source of light along the endless
rows of houses. London’s
a big city. You would expect there to be some light or proof there were people
nearby. But from the second floor of my terraced house deep in the suburbs of
the capital, there was no sign of any living human. I stared into the empty
black sky and let my imagination run wild. I thought of packing bags, running
away, joining the secret service and becoming the next 007. I imagined winning
the lottery and travelling to some far off hot country where I could create my
own paradise. And of all the things that would never happen to me. All the
things that would never be a reality because I was just Phoebe. Your everyday,
boring Phoebe Argo. A fifteen-year-old girl (going on 16 mind you) who watched
Netflix, hung out every day with Vanessa and chose comfort over style when it
came to clothes. Appearance wise; limp brown hair which could never decide
whether it wanted to be straight or a messy bunch of waves, slender yet small
and common brown- grey eyes. I was far from ‘a stand out of the crowd’ girl. Nonetheless I have my whole
(slightly boring) life ahead of me and even a summer festival with Vanessa
planned. So
that’s me. Welcome to my life. I let my thoughts drift a while
longer, but before I knew it they had quickly returned to the horror of
tomorrow. I needed to get at least a couple hours if I was to be slightly
successful.I tiptoed back to me bed,
realising now that if I made a sound I might wake Jake and I could not risk his
half asleep bad attitude. I
climbed under the covers, shut my eyes, clung to my duvet and wished that once
I fell asleep my dreams would not be clouded with thoughts of that awful paper.
My final maths GCSE paper.
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