August 15, 2017
“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
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
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
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
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
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.
May 17, 2017
My goal was to write a narrative based around a true event (the first fleet of ships to Australia) to give people an idea of what it was like to be alive at that time.
Is it a land full of desert or a land full of rain forests? I don’t know! No-one ever told me what Botany Bay would be like, they only bellowed “7 years transportation!” and now they’re sending me to the other side of the whole wide world! I collapse onto the orange floor of the ship, ranting some more in my head: It’s disgusting here! I did nothing wrong! There could be crocodiles there to eat me! I try and go back to sleep but there is no doubt about the fact that I am caught within a monstrous storm, but that’s just life for someone like me.
May 10, 2017
My goal is to write something that younger audiences will find funny and entertaining buy using the kind of concepts which those audiences can enjoy.
“I’m hungry mum!” I wait for a response probably like breakfast was 4 seconds a go! but the only thing I can hear is the sound of my stomach rumbling. I run towards the fridge but the only thing I see is Brussels sprouts! Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! “I see you have found the food your little sister ate the rest of it. That’s what you get for teasing her. Go on, eat it!” My sister says in a weird voice.
“I just couldn’t eat something so yucky! Hang on… That’s not mum! MIA! I’m going to get you for this!” I yell just as lightning cracks from outside…
May 3, 2017
My goal was to include something that people might relate to like have stuff fall on top of you when you open a cupboard!
“I’m bored, Abbey.” Complained Emma.
“Me too. I might see what I can find in the cupboard,” The cupboard door creaked as mountains of games and fun things to do came tumbling down on top of her but something caught her eye. That’s it, Slime! She thought. Abbey scrambled to the top of the pile and poked her head up for air. “What are you doing Emma?”
“Playing with the Mutant Blob of Fun.”
“But we’ve never had slime in the – ” Before Abbey could finish she suddenly realized there was slime EVERYWHERE! The slime dripped through the floor and ceiling above her, straight onto her head. “Yeah. Very funny Emma…”
April 29, 2017
My goal was to have a 100 word challenge that continued from the previous one I did last week like a series.
My head was spinning around and around, weaker and weaker, dizzier and dizzier. “Make it stop!” I declared, “NOW!” Everyone looked at like me like stupid, useless, robotic clones of me! I punched the brick walls so hard I was certain I broke all my knuckles in four places. My hand hurt so much I didn’t realize there was a crack in the wall “How do I get out of this jail for of me!” They shrugged and smirked so I kept punching the wall but I couldn’t help thinking that having everyone the same as me is just annoying. (Except for the real me, I’m never annoying!).