Archive for October, 2007
It was a peaceful village. Near Paris in fact. Church bells were ringing and the street was full of people who were dressed in there best clothes. A nicely dressed man opend the door to a big and beautiful house.The man stepped into the livingroom. There on a table infront of a posh sofa was a black and white picture in the shape of a heart showing a handsome man and beautiful woman; smiling.
One the wall was a calender showing the date of March the 17th 2007.The man walked on into the bed room which was decorated in beautiful colours. The bed was unmade and on a wooden table was a letter reading:
Dear Zack, 16/2/07
It’s not what it looks like. Please forgive me. I’m not his. I want you to know that I made a mastake and that I will always love you.
Forever yours,
love Rilye
The man picked up the letter and pressed it against his heart. And then put it in his pocket. Then he spotted a black sparkling dress which looked like it had been thrown there half a year ago.The man took one good look at the dress and continued on into the kitchen.
The kitchen was neat and tidy and everything was in it’s place.All except the big kitchen knife. It was missing.The man went on into the dining room. A small chandalier was hanging from the ceiling and on the table were to empty wine bottles.
October 10th, 2007
Twelve miles out of town stood a colossal castle and one of the oldest around. After the two large gates went a long pathway following up to a drawbrige.
As you approached the door a piano playing a haunted tune in the backround was all you could hear. As you chapped the door the tune would get louder and louder until the door swung wide open and it was quiet. All you could hear was a tap dripping. One big cobweb up the top corner, a red line followed all the way down to the basement. From the back room the phone rang it went on for 10 seconds and stopped it was spooky.
I ran through and picked up the phone.”Get out of my house! Get of my house!” said the deep voice at the other end of the phone. T hen it went quite. I continued following the red line. It turrned out not to be a basement - it was a dungeon. An evil voice said, “Get out my dungeon!”. The light flickered on and off and the same voice said get out of my house and one of the gates of the dungon skreeked as it opened. “Leave me alone!” I ran out of the dungon and ran through to where i heard a scream, and a small pot came out of nowhere. The patio doors opened , through the patio doors was a graveyard.
I read the headstone, “Many thanks to the beloved Nelson Workshop, let him rest in peace”.
It all came to me! Nelson Workshop lived in this castle and wanted to left in peace.It was nearly sunrise so I took a little look round the castle and left Nelson Workshop to rest in peace.
finished by Russell
October 10th, 2007
It was April the first Jenna, Leanne and I went for a walk to the graveyard.Jenna started to run she’’shouted back,what is that over there? I ‘’said it is an church.Jenna stopped and ran back to us as we looked over we could see a big brown heavy door there was lots of cobwebs alol over it.Leanne said lets go over and see what is in there so w started to run we stopped about five miniutes away fot the church.As we stopped we could see a big heavy wavy door as we looked in we could see the carpepet moving and the floor liftifng.There was a big bang it was the door of the church shuting.It started to rain and all you could hear was the big heavy rain drops pelting of the the church roof.We could see a big black shaddow moving up and down the stairs.
As we got further in to the church we could hear music comming from up stairs.Wwn ran up and saw two doors but we went through only one of them we ran through the right door. From one of the bed room doors we could hear an voice.Suddenly thre was a big bang we ran in and saw nothing there except from a smashed window.In the room there was a big bed with a drawrs under neith we opend the drawers and saw a medeal of a ghost we heard an wooooooooo sound comming from the drawer so me jenna leanne ran out of the church but when we got to the door the door would not open we started to pull the door open as we pulled it the door opend we all fell and thgen everything started again so we got up and ran all the way home.IT WAS A SCARY NIGHT WHOOO
FINSHED BY KERI
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October 10th, 2007
There was an old and foul village so silent that you could hear other people from another village.It was so dark that you couldn’t see your hand if you put it in front of you. David was just walking from his work with a birthday hat saying ”Happy Birthday David”. Then, after walking a bit more, he seen the village.
David had never seen this village before. He texted his wife saying that he would be back later. He sent the text message and then slipped it back into his ripped pocket. David, who was so frightened to his skull, walked as slow as he could. It was like he was sneaking into a building or sneaking past some soilders. He was crouched a little bit. Suddenly, David stopped and looked forward - his eyes got bigger, like balloons getting blown up. His lower part of his mouth started moving downwards slowly like fish caught in a net struggling for freedom. He was looking at something, something bad,something horrible,something unbearable to look at. A red trail just like something or someone was dragged along the ground - dead or maybe just hurt badly. So David, who was almost dead with fright, followed the trail of blood…
FINISHED/ THE END
October 10th, 2007
In a small cottage off the edge of the city there was smoke rising from the chimney.Suddenly the silence was broken by a scream and the slam of a door. I thought something suspicious was going on so I decided to investigate.
In the hall lay a football,a tennis racket and,standing tall,a cupboard.I went into the living room and on a pink, fluffy, carpet there was stuff which looked like cochineal on it and it was also on a christmas tree star. I heard a scream agian but this time coming from the kitchen. I went into the kitchen.
In the kitchen I saw a baseball bat with a dent. Suddenly there was a thump in the cupboard which I passed earlier. I opened the cupboard.
TO BE CONTINUED!
By Kaigen
finished
October 10th, 2007
The only sound was the birds chirping high up in the trees and on the rooftops.The sun was creeping above the horizon and flooding the town with light.It was empty and a small cottage was suprisingly in the middle of a troublesome neighborhood.The cottage itself was a lovely, petite building with a nice small door which was wide open.In the front hall was a pair of black,muddy boots.At the foot of the stairs a large tea stain was all over the bottom step.The scuffed and flaking paint on the banister looked absoulotly ancient and a large sheet of paper lay on the floor.On one side was a timetable where occasionally the word “working” was written down on a box with the same black pen.In one of the boxes describing the present time there was “working” but in a red pen!
A faint ticking of a clock in the bedroom broke the eeirie silence.On the bed lay a green khaki jacket and trousers.A small shelf was poisitioned on the wall,next to an aeroplane calender,and a model easyjet, a picture of a group of boys in the same camouflage uniform were smilling at the camera in rows of about 15.At the front of a chair was a sign saying Platoon 28,Regiment squad 4.Across the room the curtains were torn and filthy.
On a small coffe table a letter bearing the message”Yo,where are you?Werent we ment to go bowling today?you have let me down again?Doesnt our friendship mean anything to you? from douggie
PS-please phone me on my new number when you get this message. no-01798436206
There was a picture of a guy on the other side.He hadauburn,dark eyes and fly away hair.His figure was slim and muscular.Dotted around the picture was words like daring,cunning,open-minded,courageos,thoughtful etc.A helmet crashed to the ground and a car pulled into the driveway.The same man as was in the picture, came out and he was wearing a polo shirt with the Menzies World Cargo logo on a pocket.He rushed into the garage and was there for a couple minutes.
A small while later he emerged carrying a huge box full of papers.He was singing a song”You can stand under my umbrella,can stand under my umberella(ella) (ella) (eh) (eh) (eh)…..”He was listening to an MP3 player.
He stuffed the box of papers into the boot of his car and then he opened the door and drove away.On the front step was a postcard which had the note on it
“Ben,
We are having a lovely time here in sunny spain.You should respect your friendship and never be mean to your friends again .They will stand by you at all times.
love mum and dad”
THE END.
by Toni.Woodside School.
October 10th, 2007
It was an enormous crematorium.The door was wide open and a vague vinagery smell was coming from inside. There was a man. He was very scary. He had multicoloured hair. He was next to a broken tombstone. It had a red stain on it where it was broken. The room was pure dark so Matt and Lita could not see and Matt fell down a hole.When he tried to get out he saw the sheriff. He told him that someone stole Lita so the sheriff told Matt to show him where the man put Lita. The bad man had a weapon in his hand but he never hit her with it. But the man told Lita if they come she is dead .The man saw Matt but he never saw the man. When the man whent back to the church Lita was gone. She saw the sheriff and the sheriff told Lita to calm down . When Lita told the sheriff where the man was he got put in jail.
By John FINISHED
October 10th, 2007
A big spooky castle stood in the middle of nowhere on top of a big hill.The doors were left wide open and there were strange noises coming out of the castle.It was a horrible and nasty day.Two of the windows were smashed and inside there were cobwebs and dust everywhere.There was a draft coming through the door and the chandelier was blowing back and fore as if was going to fall.The back garden had some grave stones,a little well and four statues one of a vampire,two that looked like frankinstine and one that looked like a werewolf (yikes).There were big scary trees in the front garden with two or three hedges.The gate was big and black and it had some rust on it,the front was door was huge and a dark brown colour.
October 10th, 2007
Two miles out of town sat a enormous mansion.There were a few more mansions but not nearly as big as this one - it had a big gate and a curvy road leading towards a door. As you were about to knock,the door spookly opened.
As soon as you walked in you got the feeling that someone was watching you,but Max with blue eyes and spiked up hair kept his cool.He swiched on a very faint light and saw blood all over the walls of the room. He walked into the kitchen to find an overflowed bin filled with tomato sauce bottles,and next to it was a pair of scissors with blood and somebodys hair attached to it .Max walked up the stairs and went into a room.It had a letter on the bed next to a calendar showing the wrong date which was April the 1st and the letter said we will all be over soon.Max moved onto the next room and then he heard a creek coming from the other room,Max walked over the corridor to the room and he slowly opened the door and he saw…
THE END
FINISHED
October 10th, 2007
One day I was walking past this house and the door was wide open. So, I went in. I seen two large golf clubs leaning up against the wall and a box. There were two large stairways leading you upstairs. Then I went into the first room. There was only a cupboard. Then I went up the stairs. All the doors were open. The first room had nothing in it but I could heare something coming from the other room but I didn’t know what it was. I looked behind the door and there was a red stain on the door. There was a letter on a table in the middle of the room it said:
Hi it’s Kelsea. I will be at Bob’s funeral tomorrow, see you then love Kelsea xxx.
Then I heard screaming, it got louder and louder. I decided to go and see what it was. when I got down the stairs I went in to the living room and the cupboard was wide open. I lifted it up and there was someone tied up. I couldn’t believe it so I phoned the police and after I described the dead young man and they told me that he was missing for two months. I wanted to help find the criminal but they said it would be to dangerous, but hopefully they will catch him/her.
By Sophie FINISHED
October 10th, 2007
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