Writing
It was Saturday morning. It was sunny day outside. My mum told to go to the shop, to buy some fruits. When I went outside, my neighbour was there. His name was Mr Stephen. Mr Stephen told me something but I wasn’t listening. So I just past him and went to the shop. Next day I woke up and I saw dark day in my window. It was really dark like at night, but at night it was sunny. My room was a pink colour but now it’s black. My clothes were in black colour. There were no people outside. I had a big room, but now it was smaller and smaller. I went downstairs. I asked my mum what was wrong, but she didn’t anwser…She was just standing. I was so scared of it, because everithing was getting smaller and everything was getting in black colour. I went to my mum’s and dad’s room, to see if something was changing. There was a smell like a fire. Alarm was ringing. I started screaming and then I fell asleep. It was th next day -morning. Woke up and the first thing I did, i just looked at the walls. My room was pink, outside it was a sunny day. I ran downstairs to see if my mum was there. I asked my mum ‘ What’s wrong with everything? Where’s fire, where’s black colours on the walls’? And then my mum said ‘ Are ok’? What’s wrong with you?’
December 21st, 2007
I just arived at the junk yard. It was pitch black. I clicked on my torch. I walked a couple of yards and stopped. I heared a loud BANG! I turned around really really quicly. I shone my torchch. It was only a pile of falling down cars.
I walked over to the fallen down cars. Next to the car was a white glow. I walked towards it. I entered. BANG! I tripped over the rusty steps and found my face in a tray of mouldy old Chinese food. I pulled my face out. I wiped my face clean of the smelly old noodles. The caravan was a smelly old wreck. I almost tripped over again but this time it was a pair of trousers twice the size of me. Then I tripped over again, but this time it was a handle. I lifted up the hatch to see…
December 19th, 2007
In the busy city of New York there lies an underground warehouse. On the corrugated steel roof you can hear rain drops pelt down like bullets. The storm outside draws closer and closer like something trying to torment you.
Inside the warehouse there is a huge stack of bills and complaints but the top one reads: ‘don’t do it John it’s not worth it’. To the nearest wall there is a calendar with a bold blood red x on the 21st of september
December 19th, 2007
The door was open and the man looked in very carefully at the very clean kitchen. He looked around at everything and he knew that there was no one there because there was no sound. So he looked around the house to see what there was. He looked into a wardrobe in the very clean bedroom and he found photos of whoever lived there, cookery books, chef hats and awards.The owner of the house came back from his famous restaurant and saw that all of his belongings were smashed up. He was mad and he phoned the police and they caught the man who smashed everything, and he had to pay for the stuff he smashed.
Steven
December 19th, 2007
A very small cottage stood in front of me. The cottage had loads of trees around it, with a path leading down to the cottage. I opened the door having a look around; I saw a red hair band with a bow on it lying on the floor. The walls were all brown and quite dull. The cottage smelt like freshly baked cakes and a pie sitting on the counter with steam coming out of it. I could hear little voices singing outside. I went up the stairs and on them there is a glass slipper. In one bedroom there are SEVEN small beds and in another bedroom there are two normal sized beds. A note on one of the normal sized beds saying, “we have put the bed out for your sleepover…. Love SD P.S have fun!”
Out the window I can see an old lady with a black cloak walking up a hill and a crow flying above her. I went into another room and saw something I never want to see again…!
December 18th, 2007
It was Friday the 30th of November 2007. It was snowing. I walked into a large house which was messy but clean. Their stereo was blaring the song ”keep bleeding love” it was getting on my last nerve! So I got a hammer and smashed it to pieces. And it blew up but the house didn’t catch fire (luckily). I looked around the house, it was massive. There was a plasma tv in every room including the bathroom.
I walked up the stairs, there were glittery dancing costumes everywhere, a selection of colours. I took some of them. The costumes led me to a room, I walked in. It was a MESS! Make-up, shoes, clothes,costumes, glitter and cds everywhere. I mean it was a mess but I was in my element. I took the lot.
I ran out that room and went in the next room. It said on the door ”Award Room” . My mouth dropped to my knees. It was full of trophies,certificates and medals, I took some of them too. I went to the next room. I think it was an adult’s room, because there were beer cans and fags all over the place. I didn’t like that room. So I went to the next room. It was full of exercising equipment. I just took a big pink ball and I smashed the room to bits. I went to the last room it said on the door ”Gallery”. I went in, it was full of pictures and paintings and it had chairs and things in it. But one picture caught my eye. It was a baby. It looked like she was laughing. Before I left I smashed the sink and the bathroom flooded. Serve them right! That’s what they get for stealing my things. Ha! Ha!
by Leah
December 14th, 2007
After school I came back to collect my school bag. Got permission to go upstairs to the class. The classroom door was open, unlocked. Walked into the room. Door closed behind me. School bag was missing, the door was opening. Turned round. White suit, black eyes - a ghost ran under the table. Ghost walked towards the table. Over to the sink to wash his hands.
I found my bag and escaped. I ran out of the classroom and there was another ghost. I ran and ran and ran. The two ghosts ran after me. I saw my friend, “Please Help Me! There are two ghosts running after me ” I said to Keiran my friend in school. “There are ghosts in this school,” and he said “Oh no there isn’t”. “Oh yes there is!” “Okay, you win!” There was not just two ghosts, there were loads on the way down the steps. I saw Stevie. “Why are you running down the steps and on the way down the other steps we saw Liam.
“Why are you running down the steps?” shouted Liam. “Can’t talk!” “Why not ?” said Liam. “Because I am getting chased from ghosts!” “Okay, can I come?” “Okay………Hurry Up!!” “Coming,” shouted Liam. And we all went home.
December 11th, 2007
As I woke up on Christmas morning my mother said ” Oooohhhh nooooo!” “What’s the matter?” I shouted. So I came running down stairs to see what had happened. The presents were missing; the tree was missing too. There was nothing but emptiness. There were pieces of wrapping paper all over the place and I found glass on the floor. I didn’t understand why there was glass on the floor but there was a trail of blood and glass on the floor comming into the kitchen.
As I opened the door suddenly there was my dad dressed up as a Santa with a very big red nose and he said …
Stevie
December 11th, 2007
I came to the house, the door was wide open. When I went in there was a golf club missing and when I went to the master bedroom I saw a missing trophy and the missing golf club with bits of blood on the golf stick with a trail leading to cupboard with a hand sticking out of it. When I went back down I saw a bit of The Sun written ‘DEAD’. When I went to the kitchen I saw a box. When I walked near it, I knew it was a bomb so I quickly escaped from the house and after few minutes the house blow up.
By Dylan & Sebastian
November 21st, 2007
The house had a cold eerie feeling around it though you could see a creepy cupboard in the top right window. Then the silence was broken by screeching car wheels. The doorknob was rusty and scratched. Then the door just slid open and a tiny creek echoed through the house. A little table had a phone saying one new message and a red stain tralied to the kitchen and to the recently used garbage disposla and what looked like decapitated fingers. The stairs were all wobbly. Then I heard a noise like a snivelling tiger. I went to the bedroom red stuff was all over the walls I opened the cupboard I felt sick with what I saw…
November 21st, 2007
Previous Posts
