Creative Writing Task 1 & 2

                                                              Creative Writing Task 1

                                    

               One of my earliest memories of my childhood is my mother. She was a plump and cheerful lady, cracking jokes all the time. Her skin was tanned, and her hair was of the darkest brown colour you have seen. As she walked, her bushy hair would bounce up and down like a squirrel's tail. I remember her constant nagging at me for not doing my homework. What I remember most fondly, is sleeping on her lap, while she lulled me to sleep, and also when she fed me with her hands, with her dark, calm eyes lovingly looking at me, accompanied by her soothing talks.

                My favourite place used to be the park near my house. I would go there every evening to play in the playground while my parents strolled in the park. There were slides, swings, rope ladders and many other things in the playground. Other children were also there, playing with each other as we bonded as friends. There would always be constant chattering and occasional giggles from the little children playing.

                I used to live in a HDB flat. I fondly remember the kitchen which stood after a hall past the main gate. As I entered the kitchen, The warm aroma of my mother's homemade lunch wafted by. I breathed in deeply and tried to guess what was on the menu. I also remember the living hall which would always be occupied by my brothers who chattered and giggled humorously as they played and the television which would constantly be switched on by my father who would watch the news.

                These are my fondly remembered memories...

                                                             Creative Writing Task 2

          

                The street lay before Mary, as she walked back home after tuition. The sky grew dark as she walked forward. Flickering lamp posts stood at a distance not exactly fulfilling their purpose. Shadows of leafless trees lurched in front of her. A timid mouse scurried across the path making her jump back. "This is just a movie setting like the ones I have seen," Mary told herself. 

                 Over, her shoulder, she thought she heard a faint flutter. She turned around to confront it, but it had vanished. Hesitantly, she continued walking on. She heard faint constant footsteps behind her. It stopped for a while. "Oh my! Was that a g.. ghost?" She thought to herself. A shiver ran down her spine. She quickened her pace. 

                  The footsteps seemed louder and louder. This time, it was continuous. The footsteps seemed closer to her. She turned around. The footsteps stopped. Mary ran, she did not know where. The footsteps followed her. She did not stop. At last, she came to her house and burst through the door. 

                  Oh, how she wished that she had listened to her mother who told her: Never go walking alone at night.

Gavin Tay Creative Writing Task 1&2

Task 1-
          One of my earliest childhood memories......I remember my mother's almond shaped eyes,black flowing hair,soft and melodious voice.I can remember how she washes the dishes in a clockwise manner.She often wore pink clothes and loved to shop.She had rosy cheeks and black eyes.

          One of my earliest childhood memories......I remember the playground that was recently built.I could smell freshly coated paint and the playground was a blur of colours.I remember swinging from the swings and climbing monkey bars.I remember seeing my neighbourhood friends and we would play dodgeball and catching.I remember playing soccer and blind mice.I remember the smooth texture from the slide.

          One of my earliest childhood memories...I remember the smell of scrambled eggs coming from the kitchen.I remember the kuvino's fruit juice machine and air fryer.I remember eating sausages,scrambled eggs and hash brown.I remember the crispy hash brown's delicious taste.I remember my family sitting together,laughing at lame jokes while eating breakfast.I remember my brother's sly smile when he tried to steal my hash brown.

          These are my earliest childhood memories.

Task 2-
          The street layed before her...Charmaine was walking home from her tuition centre when she decided to take a shortcut.The gustling wind brushed past her and she shivered."I'm not afraid of the dark."Charmaine told herself.

          Charmaine thought she had seen a pair of small beady eyes looking at her from behind her shoulder.She turned to face them,but they disappeared.Her blood turned cold and she quickened her pace.Then,she thought she had seen a shadow vanish in front of her.She froze,paralysed with terror.

          Her hands started to feel clammy and her teeth chattered

          The eyes seemed to multiply and the shadows seemed bigger.When the cloud covered up the moon,Charmaine felt like she was enveloped in a blanket of darkness.Charmaine quickly dashed to a shopping centre.On her way there,she stumbled and fell.

          Charmaine wished she had heeded her mother's advise and not take any shortcut.