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The Sandman
Out of the large monstrous door he is pushed. Frozen
there in the deep silence of his imagination. Only a small candle in his
trembling hand, there to protect the boy from the monsters he is always
told about. Standing in front of him are cascades of terrifying stairs,
which appear to go on forever.
Slowly he trails through the blankets of darkness and reaches the first
of many spine-chilling steps, as he places his quivering foot on the stair
a loud squeaky sound fills the room
He quickly turns his head and
fiercely runs up many more until again he scans the area. A huge shadow
dashes across the dimly lit wall. Fearfully he gradually moves on. Noises
quiver around the tension-filled air surrounding the panicked boy. Suddenly
the boy comes to a halt, this step is creating an extremely falsetto noise,
he taps his foot on the unsteady stair a few times and soon realises it
is safe and once again, moves on.
Now he can finally see the dusky end of his fearsome journey to the safety
of his bed. The last few steps of fright are almost over but seem to be
endless. The Sandman still has his chance to attack the figure of fright.
The voices of the monsters speak again. A chill slithers down the defenceless
child's spine as he is frozen on the spot. His face is pasty and still.
He takes a few deep breaths and runs up the last couple of steps. He feels
relieved about finishing his voyage until he tilts his head to find a
landing awaiting his footsteps. Instead of slowly sneaking along the dark,
cracked floorboards he decides to sprint so the trip can finally be over.
He reaches the massive crooked door and turns the cold black doorknob
to safety.
Amber Piper, Year 7
Aaron has just finished his GCSEs and
left school, but before he starts North Devon College I feel I'm still
within my rights to use his poems. You've seen one of his before, but
they are so good that I thought you'd like to see two more. Look out for
his name in the future - a poet in the making.
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