He eyed me and grunted while pointing for me to stand behind him. I scuttled to my place as quietly as possible and tried not to run away. This guy was huge! And I mean he was part giant, he could probably break me in half if he wanted to. But his face was the worst part, it was perfectly blank, as if he didn’t have any emotions. I shuddered at the thought of being brain-washed as well. I could still feel his stony, cold gaze as he assessed me. His gaze was calculating like a machine measuring my ability to get the job done. His cold mannerisms told me that I did not meet his standards. This was going to be a long year at boot camp.
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Inspiration And Prompts
De TodoThis book is full of writing prompts to help fule your imagination. You are welcome to take any of the writing prompts from this book and turn them into your own creation! Please enjoy! Also not all of these are my own.
