For this edition our creative writing brief was: Write a story or a poem in a genre of your choice to go with the title “The Missing Person”. This is one of our entries from partner school Robert Smyth.
Don’t stop, don’t blink, and most importantly don’t look back! The only trace they leave is their dreadful trail of stench. If you don’t get knocked out by it, you’re one of the lucky ones but it will catch up with you, don’t worry. The rest are long gone now, ever since our “Great Mary” broke down, we have no relations, no contacts, no nothing. I live feeding off Robbie’s remains, and I know for sure they are waiting for my weakest, weariest moment to strike.
But that’s the hunting side of it, you must remember you are your own predator and if you don’t get through it mentally, your physical strength (no matter how strong it is) will be out of existence before you can say “Great Mary”. You may think the night hits hardest, but you are very mistaken my friend. During the day the isolation, the scorching hot climate, and that infuriating thought you can’t ignore – knowing that you never know what’s coming next – will make you do the enemies job for them.
I am Thompson, Len Thompson, and I am the last survivor of the tragic Great Mary disaster. This will be the last time you ever hear from me, and if you’re reading this you are next. So, remember, don’t stop, don’t blink and most importantly don’t look back.
