This is a nice story! It inspires fear due to the ton of noises you put and the detail into it.
The only change that I would suggest is removing some of the noises in favour of other senses. It appears as if you've mostly only used the sense of hearing.
Also consider making only some of the noises in caps. Some of the noises are in caps but do not need to be in them
This is just my suggestions, such as changing it to past tense, I hope that this helps! (Edited) SLAM. The door behind me shut, the lights went off. It was dark, it was too dark. l couldn't see my hands, or even where I was stepping, I didn't have a clue. It was surprising enough I didn't trip. BOOM. It was a big enough sound to be thunder. I raced down the long room, it was like a hall. I knew what was coming next; all my fears coming true. ZAP. FLASH. Lightning struck. Boom. BOOM. thunder pounded. There was a pitter-pattering of rain. It was just racing down and down the hall. Splash. I tripped, but I kept moving. Running or racing it didn't matter. Flash. ZAP. I could still hear the rain and the splashing. The same thing kept repeating in my head, "Don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running, don't stop running." My loop of thought got louder and louder, "Don't stop running, don't stop running." I covered my ears while yelling, “Stop, stop!" I kept sprinting down the long hall. I couldn't stop, no I couldn't. I heard sirens, maybe they had come for me. I didn’t care about anything other than getting out of there. The sirens became louder. And louder, and louder. BOOM. Everything was colliding. It was too much, too overwhelming. SCREECH. An awful cry started. My head was still repeating, "Don’t stop, don’t stop." What was happening? I didn't know. There was a ticking noise followed by a screech. Boom. Something flashed. Pitter patter. Tick, tick, tick. Another flash. Screech. Splash. BOOM. SPLASH. What was that? My hands were covered in blood. Flash. Tick tock. BOOM. Tick tock. Screech. Tick tock, tick tock. Boom. Pitter patter. The ticking got faster. Flash. Screech. Splash, SPLASH. I trip, and splash into the water. I couldn’t bare this. I screamed ”STOP IT I SAY! JUST STOP! STOP IT!" A small “drip,drip,drop" sound was the only response I got. I curled up into a ball, lying there, soaked in blood. I cried in the corner, scared to be found, touched, or carried. Seconds turn into minutes, minutes turn into hours, the hours turn into days, the days into weeks, weeks into months, the months into years. I felt to as if I came to death. I couldn't see, nor hear. The only thing i could hear, was the same, “Tick tick tick tick. Zap zap zap zap. Tick, zap, tick, zap, tick, BOOM, FLASH ,tick zap zap tick zap tick, BOOM!”
BOOM, FLASH, Scratch! BOOM, FLASH ZAP, BOOM, SCREECH. It got louder and faster. ZAP ZAP TICK SCREECH BOOM BOM FLASH, ZAP, BOOM SCHRECH tick, tick, tick, BOOM! FLASH, BOOM! ZAP. It just wouldn’t stop, it added on new sounds I knew would come, POUND, POUND, POUND! ZAP, SPLASH, SCREECH, BOOM, FLASH, SCREECH, ZAP, ZAP, TICK, TICK, POUND, SPLASH! BOOM, SQUEAK, SQUEAK! TICK TICK POUND! It started again. It kept repeating over and over. BAM, BAM. Then it comes back, that little voice... in my head... telling me, to keep going.
Sorry if this isn’t what you meant, or I interpreted it wrong
According to an article published by The New York TImes called "A Thief Dines Out, Hoping Later to Eat In"Gangaram Mahes was a homeless man who used to go well dressed into a fine restaurant and spend 50 dollars then leave without paying trying to get into jail in order to have a place that would ofer three meals a day and a clean bed. He committed the same crime 31 times according to police reports. Louis Fasulo was a supervising lawyer at Legal Aid opinion is that what is really bad is the fact that no one said anything about the faact that Mr. Mahes would go to jail so many times and no one questioned it. Fasulo said: "No one took the time," also Mr. Fasulo thinks jail has became a warehouse for the poor, he said during the winter, "they take batteries out of cars and stand there waiting, so they can be out of the cold,"
Explanation: After replacing the word "reproaches" with "disapproval made sense. Also, when the sentence states "the criticism of her friends", it basically gave the answer away.
Hey. I think I um did something useful. I FOUND A MISSING CHILD AND I SAVED THEM.
But if you’re looking for some formal for like school:
For, friend
Hi, I ran into a kid and realized he was a missing child I had seen on tv some time ago. I took him to the police immediately and they found their parents! -Sincerely (you)
