Question

Write a story on 'The masked man' ​

Answer 1

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Mum called the police. It didn't take a genius to know what was going on. There was a man with a worn out black jacket and an orange mask on with tattered gloves who was holding a gun towards dad. He demanded money be put in an empty burlap sack. My dad cautiously nodded and reached for his wallet. As he handed over the money, the man spoke. “Thanks for your cooperation. But I'm afraid you've outlived your usefulness.” “BANG!” The gun had fired one shot straight through my dad’s chest.

I quickly ran towards the burglar without hesitation before he had a chance to fire another shot. “BANG!” I was too late. I watched in horror as the second bullet penetrated through his skull as if it was made of paper; it would haunt me for the rest of my life. His back landed on the ground. Upon looking at him closer, he had more wounds; he was also bruised and stabbed.

I quickly ran towards the burglar without hesitation before he had a chance to fire another shot. “BANG!” I was too late. I watched in horror as the second bullet penetrated through his skull as if it was made of paper; it would haunt me for the rest of my life. His back landed on the ground. Upon looking at him closer, he had more wounds; he was also bruised and stabbed.

He talked to his partner; then he looked at me through the mask. “We can’t leave any witnesses, kill the boy!” The other burglar raised his gun towards my head. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a police siren was heard a few blocks away heading towards my house. Then the man and his partner in crime rushed towards their getaway car. They both drove away. The police had arrived looking for evidence and clues; all they found at the crime scene was: a dead body, fresh tire tracks and a fatherless child.

I can still remember the revolver; like the image of my dad lying on the ground dead. Ever since that day, the police have no trace of him. It was as if he’d just vanished into thin air. It was hard to describe the man’s face because the majority of it was covered by a mask. It also turned out that my dad was involved in illegal business with the masked man. He couldn't get the package for the man in time so he pleaded for mum and I to be spared in return he would pay the price. My dad wasn't the only one doing this, plenty of people were forced into this by that same man; they all had a deal which they had to fulfil.

Answer 2

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Mum called the police. It didn't take a genius to know what was going on. There was a man with a worn out black jacket and an orange mask on with tattered gloves who was holding a gun towards dad. He demanded money be put in an empty burlap sack. My dad cautiously nodded and reached for his wallet. As he handed over the money, the man spoke. “Thanks for your cooperation. But I'm afraid you've outlived your usefulness.” “BANG!” The gun had fired one shot straight through my dad’s chest.

I quickly ran towards the burglar without hesitation before he had a chance to fire another shot. “BANG!” I was too late. I watched in horror as the second bullet penetrated through his skull as if it was made of paper; it would haunt me for the rest of my life. His back landed on the ground. Upon looking at him closer, he had more wounds; he was also bruised and stabbed.

I quickly ran towards the burglar without hesitation before he had a chance to fire another shot. “BANG!” I was too late. I watched in horror as the second bullet penetrated through his skull as if it was made of paper; it would haunt me for the rest of my life. His back landed on the ground. Upon looking at him closer, he had more wounds; he was also bruised and stabbed.

He talked to his partner; then he looked at me through the mask. “We can’t leave any witnesses, kill the boy!” The other burglar raised his gun towards my head. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a police siren was heard a few blocks away heading towards my house. Then the man and his partner in crime rushed towards their getaway car. They both drove away. The police had arrived looking for evidence and clues; all they found at the crime scene was: a dead body, fresh tire tracks and a fatherless child.

I can still remember the revolver; like the image of my dad lying on the ground dead. Ever since that day, the police have no trace of him. It was as if he’d just vanished into thin air. It was hard to describe the man’s face because the majority of it was covered by a mask. It also turned out that my dad was involved in illegal business with the masked man. He couldn't get the package for the man in time so he pleaded for mum and I to be spared in return he would pay the price. My dad wasn't the only one doing this, plenty of people were forced into this by that same man; they all had a deal which they had to fulfil.