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Well This is one of my english essays for my coursework and I just wanted to no your opinions really . We had a structure to follow but the rest was up to us and we had to keep it short . I’d like a career in writing so this means alot and sorry for any punctuation/spelling mistakes

China Heart - By Kate Elvin

What happens when our bodies die? . All I knew was that I was dead inside , rotting like an old wooden dock or rusty railing’s ; my heart was stone cold metal , A thick copper layer of rust; my troubled past suffocated that metallic beating organ , was it still beating ? Or were those beating drums the sound of the ripples of winter’s menacingly icy breath travelling along my bones. I was that frozen winter, cold and hollow and alone. The landscape was a perfect clinical white, Framed by rusty mountains. Pigeons fountained into the air above the silent blanket covered with snow, and as the full moon shone down that snow was covered with millions of iridescent gem stones indented with small glistening pools of light forming in the crinkled white blanket like the ripples in the ocean. The ice burned my tongue like citrus fruits. And the moaning tree’s echoed around my eardrums. The landscape appeared empty against the angry sky. Black as the heart of evil the clouds thundered through the sky. Speckles of gray paint on a dark canvas. I looked through my mind like looking into a burning forest bright white with spiking crimson embers, my eyes traveled through those rust stained mountains and everything seemed worthless. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder that’s what the Doctor said he didn’t no me. He didn’t no what I was.
My whole life revolved around routine. Everything had to be perfect. My body like the tired arms of a leaf stripped sycamore. My heart was bone china, the days where long and slow because I was so severely fragile.

Then I met him. My eyes drawn to the gaping hole upon his ivory cheeks .With his traveler’s eyes and strangers smile, he gave me a future, my future.
His features where sharp and prominent in comparison to his chalk face touched by the fingers of a ghost. His skin like cold stone. His eyes black like an ink dipped quill. He told me how he knew me. So many people said how they knew me but something about his eyes the intense look upon his brow told me to trust him. So that’s what I did I let him right into my very soul my china heart. He gave me a vision of the future; I was the leader of a great nation. My complex mind somehow working to help rid this selfish world from famine and poverty. I had so much power, I could change the way the world spun on its axis, I could change those rusty mountains, I could burn that angry sky those thundering clouds. I could change me.

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