Sterling wrinkled his nose as he slowly made his way into the back of the pitch-black cave. Reaching inside his very worn, red and black backpack, he blindly rummaged around in search of the small flashlight his mother had persuaded him to take at the last minute before he left for his solo adventure into the vast, yet densely populated forest. After what seemed like an eternity, his fingers finally found their target. Flicking the small light on and then scanning the walls he had been clinging to, Sterling was able to make out that the cave was bearing to the right just ahead of him. He had no sooner turned to the right when an overwhelming putrid smell smashed into his face. Sterling’s first thought was that the smell could only be that of a decaying carcass. Just then his foot hit something. Looking down, he found the source of the odor - it was the dead body of a deer, its throat torn wide open and its intestines were sprawled on the ground before it.

Quiz on The Four Writing Styles: Narrative Style - Descriptive Style - Persuasive Style - Expository Style