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Silent Hall
The hall is silent and i am scared. a million thoughts run through my mind. Am i the last person alive? Where is everyone? As i walk down this silent hall, i hear a noise that gives me some hope. Its the sound of laughter. Its coming from the end of the hallway. I run to it and open a door but i see no people. I can still hear the laughter but where are the people? I search around the room, trying to find the source. The laughter is coming from everywhere. There has to be a speaker somewhere around here. The laughter fades and then there is silence. The hall is silent and now i am angry. what did i do to deserve this? im a good kid. i never did anything wrong. Wait, could it be because of, no it cant be. But what if it is? what if this is my punishment for it? I shout, I scream, i beg for forgivness, but the hall is silent and now i am lonely. no human company, no one to talk to, just the silent hall.i think i might go insane. Oh no its the laughter again. i pull myself from where i had collapsed and lurch towards the sound. i think its coming from a speaker. i open a door and lord behold i see two people. i weep for i am now not alone. its a man and a woman. they are laughing and having a good time. i speak to them. they dont notice. i reach for the man. my hand passes through him. i do the same with the woman. same outcome. i weep again but these tears are not for joy but sadness. i rush out of the room and run to the end of the hall. i burst through the exit and think i am free. but no i am not. there is another hallway. in fact it is the same hallway. i know this because i stick my head through the door and see my face on the other end of the hall.
the hall is silent and i am scared. someone please help me.
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This story was very mysterious and suspenseful and kept me guessing. Some of the spelling and grammar are off, so you might want to check that a bit. It made me wonder what the kid did that was so horrible, he ended up in silent hall. You set the mood for confusion and helplessness pretty well, but I wish there was more of a catch to it. There was nothing that really made me think hard. I also wished that you gave more of a background story to the kid so the readers could at least sympathize more for him. Overall, you did alright. I didn't think it was mind-blowing but it was definitely not bad either. Please don't take that the wrong way. Keep writing! You've got great ideas for sure.
If you have time, could you check out any of my work? Thanks so much. :]
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"If You Don't Fight Back, You've Already Lost."<br /> "Don't suppress Laughter, it goes to your thighs."