Thunder rumbled in the distance. Whoosh! A gust of wind passed me by. I was all alone, trembling in my holiday cabin in the forest of Canada. Suddenly the door flew open. The wind swept me off my feet.
Lightning flashed around me. The sky was lit up with blinding sheets of light showing rows of blood red eyes. Wolves! I panicked. Scrambling to my feet I slammed the door behind me. I shoved the tables and chairs in front of the door. In the kitchen I found the gas lighter. Racing to the fireplace, already prepared, I attempted to light a fire. Splutter! Splutter! No flame came from the lighter. The howling was becoming louder and nearer. What was I going to do?
I screamed, “Mum and Dad I wish you were here!” Some wolves clambered onto the roof and the others began to claw at the door. One smashed through the window glass. Standing near the fireplace frightened, horrified and screaming I knew that I was about to die.
I remember hearing a news story where there was a plane crash where a pilot saved others by landing on a road. He knew that he was going to die. I picked up a log of wood to kill the wolf coming through the window so that these wolves couldn’t destroy anyone else.
My first blow slayed this wolf. I could see the gory remains at my feet. Another one pounced on my shoulders. I bashed the wolf’s nearest paw with the log. He dropped to the floor. Behind me I heard scrapings. A wolf was sliding down the chimney.
I looked at the mantelpiece as the picture of my mum and dad went black in my mind. (Flynn’s sentence)
I turned back to stare into the face of death. (Jared’s sentence)
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