Dhanasit+Srijamorn

__**Term One, Piece One

The Sniper**__

It’s June as the silent night in Dublin is broken by gunshots and a faraway thud. The only source of light is the moon, shining and reflecting like a mirror. Republicans and free staters were waging civil war.

I was waiting patiently next to the small shop by the side street; suddenly I heard a whiz of bullet nearby. It was really close and I realized that it was coming toward this side of the street rather than that side. The enemy is nearby. Sure enough, I heard another gunshot, this time it zoomed into the air and I saw a sniper quickly duck behind the rooftop. I thought whether I should risk walking out into the main street. I saw a grey monster approaching but when I looked again it was just a car, free staters’s car.

After a bit of thought I decided it would be worth it after all because the car would shield me against any bullet shots and I’m a spy after all. I hurried along the street, covered in darkness. I got to the car and as I was informing the soldier his face suddenly turned pale and he lay on the ground, still. I knew I would be next and ran across the street as a stab of pain seared my back, I fell into a gutter. My body ceased to move and I lay still.