Showing posts with label #100wc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #100wc. Show all posts
Friday, 29 January 2016
I guess not everything is as it seems! - Anna Morrison
"Bla ,bla" moaned Miss Calen. Her lessons
were so boring, any way that's what I thought but later that day I was thinking
differently...
It all happened at
lunch time when I swore I saw Miss Calen drinking her drink through her
fingers. My stomach leotard my tray crashed to the ground with a thud. My heart
skipped a beat.
"Eleanor, what are you
DOING!" Miss Calen screamed and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
" I thought you were a witch I
stammered,"
" I certainly am not"
" but the glass"
She went bright red. She is hiding
something...
The crash - James Johnson
The cycle to my house was ten miles
from home . It was along distance but l loved cycling. The road was long and
winding, and in some places it was hilly. My bike was a Carrera black and green
mountain bike, it was fast and streamlined. But little did I know, later that
day I would be in for a fateful disaster. Time had passed and now l was on a
faster, straighter road. A vibrate in my pocket tickled my stomach, someone was
phoning me. Suddenly! Out of nowhere a Lordy rattled down the road.
"Argh!"
Crash...
Power- Matthew Kimber
Bert stared angrily
at the group of bullies terrorising a year 3, but later that day, they would be
taught a lesson. By him.
At lunchtime, Bert
picked up his secret: a golden gauntlet, bestowed with the power of lightning,
able to destroy anything. Anything.
He strode confidently up to the bullies, with one hand
behind my back, shielding the gauntlet from their sight.
" You want
a fight? Or do you
want to give me something," one of the bullies asked, turning to face him.
"I choose the
second option," He laughed as he had revenge.
Revenge by
lightning.
...But later that day...- Marcus
...But later that
day...
I walked to town with my friends.
"Hey where we
going" I asked
No reply. So I asked
again.
"Hey where we
going"
There was still no
reply.
"Answer me"
I yelled.
All of my friends
seemed different. They all slowly turned around. My teeth were shaking like
rattle snakes. All my blood in my body rushed into my head like a slimy snake.
I was scared very scared.
I ran into a shop hoping they wouldn't
find me. Foot steps banged at the door. I was a goner, screams filled the
atmosphere. But later that day my friend were gone.
The Deep Dark Well Hero -Flo Clines 100wc
I peered down into
the deep dark well. Noises echoed up to my ears. Drip, drip, drip
!
suddenly I tripped, but a young little
boy snatched my trembling hand. The boy had blue eyes with a shade of green.
his hair was brown and bushy.
" Thank you very
much," I panted enthusiastically
" What's your
name?" He asked
" Elly," I
replied breathlessly. I continued " What's yours?"
" Ben,"
But later that day I thought what would
have happened if I fell in the deep well.
Would someone have
rescued me? Would I just stay there until I clamber up to the fresh air...
Henry White
The man lay on the
unstable wonky warehouse roof. He darted his eyes to a man carrying a crate. He
peered through his rifles scope. Bang!...The man was dead.
Later that day police
cars echoed their noise all over the place. The man still lay as stiff as a log
on the ground and blood gushed out of his four head like rapids. The killer was
no where to be seen. Where could he have gone? There wasn't even any foot steps
and the ground was four inch thick in mud. This was strange. Where was he? He
must have flown away.
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