Process Writing, Reader's Response, Block 3
Sudiksha Kochi M s. Asuncion English 9H, Block 3 20 Oct 2015 Night It was as if the light had forged into an upheaval of darkness, blood dripping down like tears of endless rainfall, and humanity itself destroying one another like hungry wolves without a care in the world. Dawn never broke. T he hatred that tore apart the perspiration of courage, and brainwashed innocent souls was a prison with no escape. To survive in this cruel existence of life meant sacrificing every morsel of energy and unity into a whirlpool of echoing blizzards, that dipped each person's heart into a black coal sack. It was an inexplicable maze of chanting illusions that never seemed to distance from the infinite tenderness of love. Yet the unceasing nightmare swallowing the fury of dark flames had made him stronger, defeating all the nimble bones in his b...
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