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The Books chapter 2

After 6 months I finally had the courage to open it. Dust started to sit on it and I wiped it with a damp cloth (mostly because I am allergic to dust). I opened it on the first page and the letters were small- like in a chapter book. Maybe smaller. I felt disappointed because in a strange way I thought it was going to be in a different language. Slowly, I threw it into the corner with a thud- it was very heavy. After a while my mum screamed at me to tidy my room since it got messy again. I had half an hour. However instead of that time, it took me two hours. I wasn’t surprised when I was grounded for four days.

The next day I woke up half an hour late (probably because I stayed up late). I was also late for school. That was a problem. Even my work was horrible- messy, wrong and it didn’t make sense. I needed to restart it all. After school I got lost and was late for dinner. Once I was back in my room I couldn’t stop thinking why my luck was so bad. At that time I still didn’t think it was that book. If only I read it.

I don’t know what happened next- I must have fallen asleep. So I missed my favourite TV show. Let me make it short for you. This is the bad luck I had in the rest of the day: my phone broke, my pens ran out and I couldn’t do my homework, there was a giant rip in my school jumper (I don’t know how that happened), I nearly broke arm while falling off the stairs, the power went off even though that was also the whole street’s bad luck and the last thing that I am going to say is that my whole shelf broke and all my books fell on the floor including some more things like my cup which shattered! My whole hand was bleeding. But there were  more problems. That was the ‘best’ day ever!

TopModel Boulvevard Chapter 14


“Christy, why? What happened? Where are you going to now?

” Somewhere, but you’ll see me around. I mean, I’ll still be at the hotel, only day and night.”

The girls were gobsmacked. Christy, leaving? She was the girl that kept the city alive, and now, she was leaving?

” By career in fashion is ruined. I’m going to a training school because my injuries has caused me to perform at a lower level. I’m sorry I let you down, I love you guys!”

She showered the girls with hugs, hugs that would be the last for a very long time.

” It’s over girls, just forget about me and move on with your lives. Bye.”

Christy walked out the door and gave the girls a never ending pain that is a permanent mark on their hearts.TopModel just got duller. All these adventures that bought pleasure into the days were like the morning sunset fading away at night. Game over.

The Sherrif’s Tale

The Sheriff’s Tale

I’ve waited for this day my whole life. We went onto the yellow bus and said our final goodbye. Waiting, patiently, I wanted to calm my other friends: The milkman, the grave digger, the sheriff and a nurse- but i didn’t want to waste my energy. Exited, happy, scared, I knew what was going to happen because the coach told me. We are going to have a competition, who can tell the best story, and the prize was a brand new plasma 60″ television. What are the odds of THAT. Anyway, we drove off to Canterbury- hoping nothing wrong would happen. The coach was our judge and he decided that the sheriff would tell the first story. He started.

Along time ago, in the Victorian era, was a old happy family. The parents had two kids named, ” Adam and Jeff.” They both lived happy, but not for long. It was like a demon going into Jeff. He wasn’t doing good work at school and he wasn’t listening to his parents. Then, he wanted to have revenge on everyone he hated. After school, he would take them into a dark ally way and he would murder them. Then he did the same with the rest of the people he hated. But then a hero came into the city. “Who was the hero?” interrupted the nurse. “You’ll find out soon,” I replied to her.

Then the sheriff went to finish his story. The hero was a sheriff, braver than you think. He went out at night to put camera’s all around the school’s ally ways. Then he would camp out at 3:30- that’s the time school end- and he would catch him. But by the time Jeff reach home he had already murdered his mother, father and his brother, Adam. They were all accused of murdering another family. But the sheriff knew that was fake because they would never do such a thing. Anyway he went at 3:00 at the Wood Green station ally way. Then he spotted Jeff trying to murder another child. But suddenly, out of the blue, the bravest sheriff in the world came out of nowhere and arrested Jeff. But then, he didn’t just want to arrest him. He wanted to murder him. So he did with all his force, he punched him to death and hid his body somewhere, were no-one will ever see.

Then he wanted to take revenge on everyone he hated. What he did is that, he went to another country- to Britain- and that’s were he started his kill streak there. Then a policeman realised that people stared missing or killed, he knew that they were killed in the dark ally ways. So he camped there and what happened is that the sheriff was caught. Then he got arrest, but not killed.

Then the milkman said, “What is the moral of this story?” Then the sheriff replied, ” What goes around, comes around.” Then the coach said, “Who’s next?” Well, we knew who would go next. The milkman. But that is a story for next time.

Everlasting (My Version) Chapter 1

I placed the peanut butter sandwich on my kitchen table, I was home alone for the weekend, parents at holiday and sister at friends. I never had friends at school, actually I feared school. Bullies would pick on me and push me to the ground just to kick me and punch me. I usually end up at home with purple skin and cuts on my face. That’s not all, parents were worse, they used to beat me up if I did something slightly wrong or just for fun (my sister wasn’t very different). As I was supposed to place my sandwich in my mouth, I heard footsteps upstairs. I was pretty sure I was alone at home, so that freaked me out. I swore anyone could hear my heart thumping. I took my broom and slowly walked upstairs to investigate what was all the drama. I slowly opened the door and ,I don’t know if I was dreaming this or not, I saw someone that looked as if he was a serial killer. “Gasp! ” I dropped the broom and slipped on it badly hurting my head. I ran for all I could do. I ran to the forest because it’s the only place I knew I felt safe in, but something was different about it, I saw a light which kind of looked like a portal from one of those portal games. I had no choice but to enter it. “You won’t survive, Amelia. ” I heard a voice say but who cares?! Right?! I hopped in. I tried to breath but I couldn’t, I felt like my skin was ripped apart. I knew I should of listened, but it’s worth it. At least I might go to heaven.

I felt my skin reach the cold grass, huh?! What happen there?! Wait… I survived!!! Wow, talking about trusting a serial killer. It looked like a forest, but a very dark forest. Like no other. For a while, I wandered around the the forest thinking about how I would get back. I felt tears come down my cheeks, I sat by a tree and cried. I saw a hand reach for me, I held it and it pulled me up. It was a person.. Was it?!


100 words challenge

Bored, uninterested and tired as her mom rambled on about not opening the door to strangers and not leaving the house while she was at work; Danny’s eyes were suddenly drawn to a shadow in the corner of her living room.

Puzzled and intrigued, she checked it out. In the corner of the room she found a treasure map. “X marks the spot! ” she grinned.

She left the house and set off to find the hidden treasure.

Although, her mother told her not to leave the house she knew she’d get back in time… Or at least she thought.

“Dead meat” she said as she looked at her watch!

Calvin and Hobbes (PREVIEW)

When I was younger, my imagination was incredible. I didn’t have any friends – so I created one, Hobbes. I constructed entire planets for myself.     But as I grew up, I tried to leave childish things behind; my imagination had other ideas. And my daydreams, once harmless, slowly turned into a frightening reality.

It knows I’m growing up. It’s fighting back. Evolving. And I don’t think I can stop it. Things are getting worst: Hobbes is gone. He’s somewhere inside my mind. I’ve got to go after him, or my imagination will take over.

Treasure or failure

Four months ago the ‘best’ thing happened. My friends called and said that they found a map. We all thought that we can be beautifully rich! So then we went. We strolled down the street looking at the map all the time(Chloe bumped her head on a pole). Confused, astonished, baffled, we stood in front of our local park. We noticed a red x on the soil. We walked up.  ” Well, X marks the spot I guess!” Chloe muttered.  We dug around for a bit and saw a small box. We opened it and you will never guess what was in it. Absolutely nothing. Well that was an hour wasted.

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Candy, Fergie and Christy enjoyed their mouthwatering breakfast, and Christy seemed even more contented that she fits in the TopModel World. Christy, chewed on a juicy kiwi as Liv, Jenny, and Janet sauntered over to the girls’ table.

“Watch out,” warned Candy and Fergie,” those girls are nicknamed mean underlined.”

“What’s up Christy, are you eating up your shame?” Christy was purplexed.

“Cut to the chase, what antics are you planning now?” blurted Candy backing up her best friend.

“Ok, I’ll cut to the chase. Christy is the ugliest TopModel that ever lived, and you’ll so not win the TopModel award. What family did you come out of, aliens?” snickered Liv, Jenny and Janet.

Christy stood up nonchalantly and put her hands on her hips.

“Excuse me, but I think you’re refering to yourself.” replied Christy.

Yes, Christy was the kind of girl that could talk the talk like she could walk the walk. Christy hadn’t noticed, but she’d attracted a crowd, and everyone gasped in surprise at Christy.

“I’m sympethetic and friendly to everyone who treats me fairly, and since you haven’t, watch out. Christy’s best friends forever was so proud of her for standing up for herself. She had transformed into nice, shy to nice, confident.

Now, there’s only one question left to ask you, reader. What do you think will happen next?

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As I caught up with the girls, I thought about Will. I think … I liked him. Anyway, now’s not the time. My eyes searched for the room 101 breakfast table.

” Sorry, guys, I met this amazing guy called…

“Will. The guy with cool black hair that adores your eyes and the guy who’s staring at you right now.” Candy and Fergie exclaimed simultaneously.

I looked behind me and I saw Will hiding behind a feather plant.

” How did you know?” I asked.

” He’s really popular here. Everyone’s asking him to the ceremony, but he always says that he already has a date.

“Really? Who?

” I think he means you” whispered Candy and Fergie.

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I woke up in the night, and my eyes just couldn’t shut. I took a look at my roommates, and they were asleep. I bounced my head on my pillow, just like a rubber ball. All I could think about was the TopModel ceremony. The number one rule was that I had to bring a date. I couldn’t possibly find a date in less that 5 days! And I really wanted to make it big in this city, and win the award. Candy and Fergie were happy to help me, but time wasn’t on my side.

“Christy! Christy!”

Someone was calling my name. I eyed the corner and I saw Candy and Fergie having a midnight feast, and chatting about the big day.

“Come join us!” They pleaded friendily.

I leaped eagerly over to them and together we continued to chat about our lives in TopModel.

Morning was here. I woke up to see marshmallows on my blanket and my Bff’s on the floor. I gazed sleepily at the clock. It was nine. We’ve overslept. Note to self: never wake up in the middle of the night and turn it into a fiesta!

“Candy, Fergie, we’ve overslept, and we need to be at the Fashion Studio at nine- thirty!”

We rushed over to the bathroom to get ready, and then literally ran, fell over, and ran downstairs for some TopModel style breakfast. As I scurried downstairs, I bumped into someone.

” I’m sorry, I was in a rush…

He stared at me for about what seemed like forever…

His name was Will.

” Has anybody told you that you have pretty eyes?”

“Ummm, thank you” I stuttered as I ran off like a coward.