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Sagot :
hello!
I created a story to help you with your devoir I know its a bit long but you can remove the parts you don't need. I made sure that there is lots of descriptions so that its easier for you to remove what you don't need.
I had a reason of hating the gym, it gave me chills and filled me up with anxiety thinking about it, that gave me nightmares. I couldn’t figure out why on earth a woman is a shower warden in a gym for boys. Surely no other school in the world had a female shower warden in the boys showers. Had there been a man who was hired to be a shower warden in the girls class. I doubted it. And it had to be a woman. Why her? I asked myself. She didn’t even looked like a woman. Maybe that was why. Not that she looked like a man,no way. She looked more like a ghost or a monster or an alien or all three at once.And I was scared to death of her.She was not old and not young either, not thin nor fat. But there was something about her, how she moved, how she looked, even the way she had done her hair, which made me terrified of her.
And her face is the worst.It was pale blue and her hair was white and thick, cutted at her jawbone.She always wore pink lipstick,screaming pink, and her lips are really thin so she puts the lipstick on the skin around her lips, thinking she made them look bigger.And her mouth was so wide it filled me with disgust.The corners of her mouth reached far into her cheeks and turned downwards so you could imagine it opened up forever, like inside there were no teeth, just a bottomless black pit. Her eyes were large and round which protruded far out of her skull. And it didn’t matter how many times I told myself that no human being has orange coloured eyes, still it’s a fact that hers were. That was a face that stared at you in your worst nightmares, a face that never looked away but kept on staring; not cruel or threatening but completely empty of all emotions, cold and unmoving……
I hope that this story has helped you......♥
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