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There is nothing more exciting than anticipation. At 9:30 I am booked to tee off on the first hole on my golf course. The sun is shining and fresh air fills my lungs. Together with my friend I will spend approximately the next five hours playing golf, which has been my hobby for the last three years. You probably also know this situation. How you played the last round of golf determines how you are looking forward to the next round. You are standing at the first tee-off and wish each other a
I looked at his face a bit more closely. Only then did I realized how evil his smile was and how cold his soulless eyes were. There was nothing comforting about him. he was darker than the place I was at. Strange place. Yet it was extremely familiar. A place that only haunted my nightmares. A place that had become reality. A place that I was now trapped in. I knew where I was, and I knew who stood in front of me. The man took a step closer to me and crossed his arms. Smiling, he
My salty tears stung the cuts on my once beautiful face, which was now covered in deep cuts which would end up scarring. I pushed further, my uncovered legs felt frozen as the harsh icy wind blew at them, I was stuck in this thick cememnt like mud that held the wall together, I pushed harder, I was half way through the wall, almost free. I twisted my head slightly, my hair was caught on something, I yanked and the stabbing pain in my head worsened, I wriggled some more then saw the rotten white
There is nothing more exciting than anticipation. At 9:30 I am booked to tee off on the first hole on my golf course. The sun is shining and fresh air fills my lungs. Together with my friend I will spend approximately the next five hours playing golf, which has been my hobby for the last three years. You probably also know this situation. How you played the last round of golf determines how you are looking forward to the next round. You are standing at the first tee-off and wish each other a
I looked at his face a bit more closely. Only then did I realized how evil his smile was and how cold his soulless eyes were. There was nothing comforting about him. he was darker than the place I was at. Strange place. Yet it was extremely familiar. A place that only haunted my nightmares. A place that had become reality. A place that I was now trapped in. I knew where I was, and I knew who stood in front of me. The man took a step closer to me and crossed his arms. Smiling, he
My salty tears stung the cuts on my once beautiful face, which was now covered in deep cuts which would end up scarring. I pushed further, my uncovered legs felt frozen as the harsh icy wind blew at them, I was stuck in this thick cememnt like mud that held the wall together, I pushed harder, I was half way through the wall, almost free. I twisted my head slightly, my hair was caught on something, I yanked and the stabbing pain in my head worsened, I wriggled some more then saw the rotten white