Demons reside in all - it just takes the correct mortal to unleash them. I could hear the repetitive bellowing of a deep, dark, malicious voice, shouting at me to shoot. My hands that were clutched around the gun shook vigorously. I heeded attentively to his low and boomy voice that demanded me to shoot the gun. I could hear my heart smashing against my chest. My palms were moist and I could feel it slipping from my grasp. I could feel my whole body convulsing. An ear-splitting bang and an uneasy silence dawned across the room. My demons were unleashed.
by Hannah Jolayemi (14)
Normanhurst School, London
Competition - Mini Monologues
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