Oxford Ignite Textbook 3- Psycological horror

Oxford Ignite Textbook 3- pg 23

Act 2b- Write another paragraph in which you describe the creature in a less graphic way but psychologically frightening way to prey on the reader's mind.

 

   Screams started pouring out like waterfalls, one after the other. The sounds of raking and bones hitting each other, as the creature walked, scared people out of their minds. They dashed into their houses as fast as they could. The moon was covered with unknown clouds of fog. Click! Click! Houses were locked, windows shut, curtains pulled and blinds closed. Not a single whisper could be heard. The monster roamed the streets for many hours, and as soon as the bright and warm sunlight entered the atmosphere, it waddled back to its place...Staying there until it became dark in the night, waiting for another opportunity to hunt people and destroy the town...

Oxford Ignite Textbook 3- Graphic horror

Oxford Ignite Textbook 3- pg 23

Activity 2a- Write a paragraph in which you describe a zombie or monster. Make it a gory paragraph like the one by Charlie Higson and bear in mind what he says about 'confronting our fears'.

   All the people gathered there, stood in shock as a green slimy hand erupted from the place where the body of late Mr.Jen was kept. The skin was cracked, with the veins out, popping and causing blood to trickle to the ground. The nails were like claws which gashed the stone as they scraped them. The head slowly came out and then, the rest of the body. The skin was ripped in many places, exposing bones and muscle fibers. The whole place was quiet...Until a 5 year old girl screamed and ran away from that place, with her parents and relatives behind her.

Oxford Ignite Textbook 3- Paragraph writing

Oxford- Ignite English 3
page 11- Extra time:- Write the next few paragraphs of  'The Red Room', continuing on from the the end of the extract on this page. Try to maintain the style of the story.

   The corridor felt like it was going on forever, followed by eerie thick mist. Small creatures scurried along and ran into a nearby hole. 'Rats', I thought. Rats are present only when food is available, and in a place like this, I mean dead things. The further I walked, the more musty it became. Then I saw her...I really mean I saw her, but dead.
   The memory of her with me, the happy moments of our lives, and the smile of courage on her face, before...before she disappeared one day. My dear wife... The last thing she told me was that she had to go to the market. Little did I know, that she wouldn't come back. I went to the market and asked everyone about her. Alas, I was stuck alone, without a wife and the mysterious answer from the grocer. As soon as the answer rang in my ears, I felt a sudden chill down my back, and collapsed.