I really don't know wether I disagree with rule number 1or not. So I will write a piece breaking the rule and not.
Not breaking the rule:
The silhouetted man strolled across the dusty planes, heading towards me. It was disturbing; I couldn't figure out if the man was walking towards me or not. A chill crawled down my spine. I shivered. I turned and around to leave and a huge figure loomed over me...
Breaking he rule:
The wind howled as it rushed past the window. Rain and hail barraged the house, creating
an ominous pattering sound. It scared me; a figure had creeped out of the bushes , glancing
left and right for anything that could of seen him.
Luke
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