"Help! HELP! Come in help! Is anyone there?" Bee-Jay desperately screamed into the huskiness of the walky-talky.
"Help, please someone help me!" she repeated over and over in hope of hearing something in return.
Then, she heard something almost what sounded like a person.
"Hello? Hello? The mystery voice replied. He waited...
Then, out of no-where he heard a deafening screen coming from the speaker of the transmitting device. A loud shrieking scream as though the person had seen a ghost.
"Help, Help something following me. I don't know where I am and I'm scared. Help me!" The voice cried once more.
Short story practice
This is just a beggining of a short story that I wrote for english homework:
As Bee-Jay inspected her surroundings the luminescent glow shone from behind the horizon radiating it magnificent glow throughout the valley. The sun slowly snuck from behind the evergreen hills into the peach coloured sky making itself known to the world.
The tiresome girl ascended the mountain admiring the enchanted environment that surrounded her. As she journeyed along the thin, dirt trail, she became more and more drowsy from her adventure.
The day dragged on as she voyaged up the mountain and she became drearier and drearier and she became less and less able to sustain consciousness. She stopped to set up tent in a dark, damp deep cave so she could rest her unable body.
When the sun rose at dawn the next day she opened her eyes to a cave, but this cave was different, it was definitely NOT the cave she slept in...
