Romeo and Juliet Essay

Submitted By kayngyn
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Year 9 English 2013
CREATIVE RESPONSE TO THE TURN OF THE SCREW
The tale is told. Write a conclusion in the style of the opening frame story, revealing the audience’s reactions.

The instant that Douglas finished off his sentence, gasps were heard and the sounds of whispering suddenly poured out from peoples’ mouths like a storm in the middle of the summer. The room had resembled that of a cave and the only light that existed came from the flickering flame on the melting candle stick. The curtain was drawn and the gentle blow of a zephyr or two would make it jiggle against the window sill.
My eyes slowly moved around the room from one side to another as I carefully observed the people sitting around the round wooden stool upon which the candle was resting on. Their eyes had a close resemblance of that of an owl, big and circular. Not a word was muttered until a woman sitting beside Douglas broke the chilling silence.
"Oh my, I fear I cannot sleep tonight. It is just too appalling, as any visitation like that would be."
"Yes, indeed," Douglas calmly replied.
Up until this moment, I myself was not able to utter a single word amongst the many of us in the room. The hairs on my back stood on its ends each time a sudden shrill exclamation was made by the women, as it would to anyone else, due to the fact that their shrieks were so sudden you didn't expect it in the middle of the deadly stillness.
As I stood up, the polished auburn wooden floorboards cried and moaned in pain. The sounds of my shoes against the deteriorated pieces of wood disrupted the tense atmosphere as I, as quietly as possible, ambled across to fetch the glass of water resting on the bench a few steps away from where I was.
My throat was as dry as a desert and when I picked up the glass of water, I gulped it down. I stood there, sweat trickling down my forehead like raindrops dripping down a window on a rainy day. Breathless as I was, I felt as though I needed some air; certainly some fresh air after being present at such a room where a horrific story had just been told. Upon deciding whether or not I should go outside for a brief stroll, I coincidentally overheard the conversation held between Douglas and the guests.
"Do you believe what the Governess had described? Is it all that reliable, do you think, Douglas?"
"Why would I not? The happenings must have been real for the Governess to be able to confidently write about it like that."
"Of course she was confident, but what if she was crazy, for I dare say that she might have even been mad!"
"That I am uncertain about. The fact that she was mad may not be true. So, are you indicating that all the happenings recalled was a complete set-up?"
"Oh yes, why not?"
"Why do you say that, ma'am?"
"Because in