my heart was beating faster as i heard the shots. BANG...BANG..BANG. i heard sady scream. i spotted the gleam of the silver barrel and the jet black handle. At that very moment the etch of the gun was forever sketched in my mind. Everyone's faces were pale and full of shock. my heart was starting to return to normal beat then he stepped into my class room. HE stood at the FRONT of the CLASSROOM. the BLOOD of two of MY Friends were on HIS HANDs!!!
the image enhances the story. the audience sees what the author has etched in their mind. you see the thing that she is haunted by everyday of her life!!!
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