Chiara's Cool Coast

where the coast meets the sea of knowledge

September 12, 2017
by chiara2014

100wc “The end”

The red sand burned my feet but I kept running. The main road was minutes away, so was the end. “Wait!” Someone yelled. I used to know them but in a minute I won’t. A rock had foiled my plans. I face planted. He grabbed at my every move, I thought I could escape him! “So, what lies ahead of you? Fool!” I couldn’t speak. Seconds away from the busy road I needed it all to end. I hurled myself closer… closer to the end… It was at my fingertips, water. The man ran as a police car went after him and I had found the end, of thirst.

September 4, 2017
by chiara2014

100wc #8 “The Search Begins…”

“30th October: I have finally found some footsteps of the strange creature! I will follow them tomorrow.” The rescue team went looking for a lost explorer called Olivia and that was the last entry in her diary. The rescue team followed a map they found despite the bitter cold and all kinds of fear. “Look James,” Bob shouted, “A shoe! I think it’s her’s!”

“Don’t be ridiculous Bob! BOB?” James’ heart was pounding but so was the monsters fist on his own chest. The roar was surprisingly familiar. Olivia ripped off the head off the costume. “Happy Halloween Fools!” She has never laughed so hard in her life.

August 30, 2017
by chiara2014
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100wc #7 “The storm.”

Emily laid there on her bed rummaging through her brain trying to find a trace of an idea. Nothing. She needed to think of something that would distract her from the storm. Yes! She thought. I have an idea! She tip-toed past into her room but the unthinkable had happened. “0%! NO!… The battery was flat!” Her mind was racing, what was she going to do? Then suddenly her mind went dark just like the gloomy weather outside. What if she read a book? No! Emily couldn’t bring herself to such a tragedy in life. So, for the first time in her life, she got a little thing called boredom.

August 22, 2017
by chiara2014

100wc #6 “Metaphorically”

“Today we will be learning about metaphors!” Cato raised his hand and pulled wierd faces. “Yes… Cato…” The teacher sighed. “Did you know that-” Cato started. “Yes Cato, we did know that Cato in latin is smart. Please just put your hand down… Metaphors are where you say something but the meaning isn’t literal. Mia,” The teacher shouted at Mia. “Describe something as a metaphor!” The teacher’s wicked finger was pointing yet again. Mia hates it when that happens. “Umm…” She thought. Mia had to think of something. “As it came rushing towards us, I tackled it and did it right!” Mia wished to herself that sometimes metaphors were real…

August 15, 2017
by chiara2014
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100wc #5 “The Shark Tour”

“And to your right is Seal Cove, where we will be stopping off!” The tour guide said cheerfully. It was as if the boat were rocking in time with my head. I was sea sick, and shark sick. “Excuse me, but is that a… a… shark…?”

“Why, certainly not,” He chuckled, it was so not funny. “Or, maybe…” The driver lurched forward and then rocketed off. The screams burned my ears so bad even the consistent water spray at me couldn’t cool or calm me down.

Mission Accomplished! The seal thought, That’ll teach them for going near my home! He laughed watching them drive off terrified into the distance…

August 7, 2017
by chiara2014

100wc #4 “My sister”

Finally! I finished watering the garden and must get on my computer before it’s too late. I run towards it my muscles aching then I lunge at it wasting no time but out of nowhere a way too familiar hand appeared and took it way. “Get back here you annoying sister!” I roared my face turning a scarlet color. She threw cushions at my face but I didn’t care. I dashed into her room and I took it! My sister gave me one look. No, don’t do it! She screeched her violin it as hard as she could only then did I realize that I took her computer, not mine.

August 2, 2017
by chiara2014

100 wc #3 “But then the flash made me…”

I was sitting on the edge from the very start. I thought movie was great, thrilling and, well, exhilarating! Although my friend wouldn’t really agree… We walked into the movies and all that really seemed to happen was advertisements shouted at us with the usual, “Buy one get one free!” And my friend was joking around and said “Yeah! I’ll buy 10! Ha! Ha! Ha…” She then seemed hypnotized by the screen but then the flash made me scream in terror but my friend didn’t notice. “Hello? Alice?” My friend hissed. Ever since the day the ads flashed she wore two bright, yellow, fluorescent scarfs. Only then did the flashes continue…

July 25, 2017
by chiara2014

100wc #2 “…When all of a sudden…”

My goal was to make it seem like it was written by a little kid either recalling something that had happened or just making up a funny story.


The hot sand burned my feet in a place you call a beach but I call a fraction of paradise. Except all the water was slowly draining out of the beach. Slower and slower the water flowed away from the coast. “Mummy the sand is burning the water away!” My little brother yelled to the whole world. “Oh, no… Quick! Run! Tsunami!” Mum yelled. I stood there wondering what in the world was a tsunami, when all of a sudden the ocean swallowed me all up! Well, that’s what I thought. Untill I saw the rest of the place you call a coastal suburb but what I used to call home.

July 18, 2017
by chiara2014

100wc #1 “Freedom”

My goal was to include a short poem about the prompt.


I went to my room, the old drawer was stiff and hard to open but I managed. Things from Nan The box was labeled. I picked up and read an old poem she wrote.



Around and around it seems my life goes,

In a carnival being sat on, oh my poor nose!

Surely this torture may finally end,

My rusty spine of course my friend.

Freedom won’t come to me,

For freedom is where I’m meant to be.

How very dare anyone else decides to sit,

Freedom! Freedom! Will be the end of it!

That poem was the last ever heard of Nan, my favorite carousel horse…

May 24, 2017
by chiara2014
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100wc “Newspaper Hands”

My goal was to make people realize that there are people in the world who aren’t as lucky as us so we should be grateful for what we have.

The bell was always longed for but especially today, we were doing paper mȃché in art and I was so hungry. I haven’t had any food at home for weeks but today my friend gave me lunch. I couldn’t stand it anymore, I dashed through the hall and stuffed my mouth. “Running out of class,” The bully glanced me and violently curled his lip “Newspaper hands!” He spat. “I’m telling the principle you stole my lunch.”

“I didn’t!” I yell, food going everywhere.

“Ewww! You’re atrocious!” The bully ran off screaming with laughter. I cried for the last time at this school. It’s not my fault I was expelled.

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