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The day I surprised my surroundings - english assignment
The day I surprised my surroundings - english assignment


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Opgave til engelsk; afleveres d. 31.01.2014
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It was 7:00 am when her alarm woke her up. She yawned and rubbed her eyes, as she sat up and placed her feet at the rough carpet in her room and leaned her head to both side and heard her neck crack the morning stiffness away. She stood up, got dressed quickly and went to the bathroom to apply make-up and fix her hair. Normally she had her thick, long blond hair in a high ponytail, but today she continued to braid the ponytail and secure it with bobby pins in a bun, not even her bangs were allowed to hang as normally, they too were pinned down and as she proceeded her morning routine, she dropped her almost non-existing neutral make-up and chose a more intense smoky eyed look with strong contouring at the cheekbones. Today she wanted to look different; do something different.

At 8:30 she entered the classroom, half an hour late, to her teacher’s surprised and slight reproachful look and her classmates openly staring eyes, since it was first time she was late. She ignored them and silently sat down and found her books as if everything was normal.

“Continuing to page 50 and the short story of the brothers Grimm you had to read for today,” the teacher said and wiggled his moustache, as he always did. Quite funny actually, it looked like a heavily furred caterpillar dancing on his upper lip. Natalie certainly liked Mr Martin, he was a nice man and quite good looking apart from the boogying beard, but she really hated the German language. It was an ugly language and always sounded so angry.

9:20 am there finally was a break, and she left the classroom for a smoke and to get away from Nadia’s annoying voice. Every time they had a German lesson, that girl had to show off her almost fluent language and made the rest of them look like mute and stupid children. Nadia only spoke that good German thanks to her farther, who was half German and rarely spoke English, but still her mouth ran nonstop and so did her eyelashes as soon as Mr Martin was looking at her, which was more and more often Natalie had noticed. Not the wisest thing to do as a teacher. Not that Nadia was not worth looking at; she was pretty with her long-limbed body and short brown coloured pixie cut; and the big front teeth, round face and wide blue eyes only made added cute to her look. Natalie threw the cigarette butt away and went back inside to be tortured by Nadia’s edged voice and pathetic childish flirtations. The only right choice that girl had made, was choosing not to smoke. She hated smoke, Natalie had observed, and smokers.

3:00 pm. School was over and Natalie left the ground fast and went down a little street nearby to pick up something she had hid in the bushes the evening before. Then she waited.

A couple of minutes later Nadia passed by, whistling “My heart will go on” while she was texting on her IPhone. Natalie emerged from her hiding place and followed her from a distance and went through her plan again. She had had the plan for a while now but just recently decided to put it to work and then started preparing and thinking through every possibility. She was sure, she had chosen the right way and she would not fail. She had observed Nadia, knew where she went when, where she lived and what way she went home. Natalie knew she had no plans for the day, so there was no hurry.

3:15 pm. They had reached Nadia’s apartment and Natalie sat in the tiny garden and watched with the knife locked in her hand. Even with the cloth still wrapped around it, she felt the shaped handle and the cool, blank blade. At first she had thought about using a baseball bat and bludgeon Nadia’s pretty little face in, but that would have been disgusting with all the brain matter, and it could have been too obvious with the bat on the street. Then she had considered smothering or strangulation, but she feared that would give Nadia an opportunity to overpower her or at least get a couple of good kicks in; besides that it would be far too neat and clean. The same with the needle with air, and poison seemed distasteful and too cliché. A gun was way too loud and even with a silencer on it would be difficult to get and expensive, but the knife was perfect.

At 4:00 pm Nadia had opened a window to get fresh air in, and Natalie snuck in while she was in the bathroom. As soon as she got out, Natalie was over her with a roar and pierced her pale skin with the knife in the throat. Nadia tried to scream, but Natalie slit her throat and all that came out was a mumbled gargle and bubbles of blood. The blood pumped out of the neck wound for every heartbeat and her desperate tries to fight of Natalie only made it go faster. 1, 2, 3, 4 more stabs and then it was over. The last one was in the heart and mortal, the first two had cut Nadia’s underarms up and the third had hit her in the shoulder. Just to be sure Natalie turned her over and slit the throat in one fast, strong move.

“Looks like your heart won’t go on”¦” Natalie said with a sarcastic grin as she dropped the knife and got up from the floor, drenched in blood.

She sat down in Nadia’s little couch and dug up her phone from her deep pocket. She dialled and waited.
“911, what’s your emergency?” A female voice said.
“I just killed a classmate; five stabs and a slit throat.” Then she hung up.

5:00 pm. Natalie squatted down in an armchair, leaving bloody shoeprints in it, licked her lips and lit a smoke. She heard sirens some streets away, hastily coming closer and louder. Soon they would be deafening, but she did not care. Not anymore. She flicked her cigarette and let the ash fall on the floor.

She hated rules.

haleløs2014-01-23 10:19:42

hej; du får mine komm. drypvist ;)
Jeg vil foreslå at erstatte en række 'and' med ,komma,
venligst ...
PS '... woke her' +UP vil jeg bestemt mene!
' lay make-up' mmm... put on / apply makeup (?)
'they too was WERE ...' (it was / they were)
'... openly staRRing eyes, ...' obs: to stare (stirre) / to star (glimre som en stjerne)




haleløs2014-01-23 16:20:37

'... had to read ...' = your assignment
'... hated German' the german language or ... german+s (german persons) ?
'It was She found it an ugly language and always sounded so angry.'
'... show of+F ...'

du tar bare hvad du selv finder nyttigt og ignorerer resten ;)
venligst ...

haleløs2014-01-24 15:59:49

'... they had a German lesson / session ...'
'... almost fluid+ent language ...'
'... The only +right choice that girl had made right was ...'
'... She hated smoke, Natalie had seen+observed / heard / ... , and smokers. ...'

haleløs2014-01-25 10:42:34

'... she had hit+D (to hiDe something away) in the bushes ...'
'... and going through her plan again ...' = contemplating / re- ...

So Natalie will assume Nadias identity, huh?

færdig; læst og kommenteret fra a-z ;)
venligst ...
Dragonfly2014-01-25 19:05:14
tak for rettelserne, har skrevet dem ind i afleveringen og skriver dem ind her lidt senere :)

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