Boardwalk Creative Writing

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It’s 7.02pm as I walk along the wooden boardwalk. It’s starting to get darker. I can see the orange sunset fading into a pitch black sky but before I can really admire it, I hear creaking. I’m no longer alone. As I turn, I see a man in all black directly behind me. He begins to yell at me, and in my defence, I yell back. But out of the corner of my eye, I see another man coming towards me with slight uncertainty.
“Who are you talking to?” he queries. I point towards the other man but when I look to where I am pointing, no one is there. I begin to explain to the man what he was saying to me and why he may have gone when I’m interrupted with a piercing scream, not too far away. I sprint towards where I hear the scream but when I arrive, no one
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His face tells me he did not hear the scream but then I hear it again. The exact same piercing scream I had heard only a few minutes earlier but it sounded like it was coming from somewhere else. I run towards the scream but, again, when I arrive no one is there.
“What are you doing?” he asks again with the exact same face I had seen him use earlier when I feel a strong force coming over me. Too strong for me stay put on the boardwalk. I look over at the man but he isn’t affected by the force. I can see myself going towards the timber fence that’s separating the boardwalk with the huge drop. I see the man racing towards me, and reaching to grab me so I do not descent onto the cliff face and into the icy, raging river but it’s too
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My thoughts are disturbed when I hear the scream once more but this time I know I cannot go and investigate. I yell towards the man to tell him about the sharp and intense scream but he cannot hear me. I begin to think, maybe no one can. I look around and then look up again to where I had fallen from and see the man’s face. He has a blank look and appears upset with himself for he could not save me. Then I see his face change into a more horrified expression. He turns away but I look behind me. I am going straight towards the rough cliff face. I know that I cannot move away. I yell and scream but it doesn’t change anything. I tumble straight along the jagged cliff and keep falling. I can tell, even if I do live, that I will have such severe injuries. It goes on for so long. Too long. I then look up again. I see the man now looking towards me again but then everything begins to fade away into darkness. The boardwalk, the man, the railing I fell over, everything. This is when I realise it is too late, I’m gone. Gone into the black abyss knowing that the scream had come from me! I had heard my own dying

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