Stories+&+Poems

=Here are some stories and poems written by Room 5 Students. =

=MAGIC = = Magic is everywhere and is in everyone even if we may not know it magic is there. Through the rough times and the great times through the sad times and the happy times magic is still there. Magic is a very powerful thing that no one controls, magic listens to your troubles and to your successes. Magic comforts you when your sad and celebrates with you when your happy. Magic never doubts you and always encourages you. Magic is a part of you that you will never see but will know is there and will be there forever more. =

Dreams

if you have a dream then follow that dream, don't think about the negatives only think about the positives. while your following your dream think about your family and friends think about how proud they are of you. BE STRONG BE PROUD BE YOU and you'll get through no matter what you do.

FRIENDS

Friends are people who care for you, who look after you and stand up for you. Friends are people who laugh with you, who stay with you and who help you.

Friends are not people who hurt you, who fight with you or ignore you. Friends are not people who laugh at you, who walk away from you and bully you.

All friends have their ups and downs who go through rough patches but that's what friends do were would I be with out my friends.

= THE LAKE = On the 29th of October 1984 that was the day it happened. My family and I had just moved to our new house. My brother Hamish and I went out the back of our new house to find something to do. Hamish suggested hide and seek. I said fine and started counting to 30. 12345, I said out loud, 678910. Then I started counting in my head till I got to 30. I said ready or not here I come. I started looking around wondering what way he might have gone. Then I heard a cry for help coming from the direction of the trees. I quietly but quickly followed the sound through the trees, ideal for a hiding place, no time to think about that now I said to myself. I kept at a steady pace scared but also anxious. Suddenly I came across a small lake about 2 and a half metres deep and terribly smelly. I called out to Hamish with a trembling voice but no one answered. I ran back to the house as fast as I could and told Mum and Dad. We all ran back to the lake to look for Hamish. Seconds before we got there we heard a splash, so we ran even faster. When we got to the lake there was no sign of Hamish or anyone else. We went back to the house and called 111 straight away. The lake was searched but no sign of Hamish was found. The locals say children had been going missing for years in the same house. In 1912 a little boy called Tom drowned in that lake and was never found. Ever since children had gone missing without being found ever again and their cries for help could be heard faintly every night at midnight.

The little cottage

I was running my blonde and brown streaky hair bouncing in the wind. I was too scared to look behind me to see if the white and silver wolf was still chasing me. My Dad and I decided to go camping this weekend as we only have every second weekend together. My mum and dad split up when I was just 4 years old 10 years ago now. I love living with my mum but I wish I had more time with my dad. I had been collecting fire wood for my dad that’s when I found the wolf.

I nervously looked behind me to see if the wolf was still chasing me no nothing chasing me then why was I still running I asked my self? I slowed to a steady walking pace. I asked my self 3 basic questions 1 were was I, 2 what time was it and 3 what do I do. I looked to my left then looked to my right there on top of the hill was a little run down cottage. I ran to the white and orange cottage and looked In the window there was 2 chairs and an un stable table in the little room but no people. So I decided to go in I pushed on the door and the door creaked open I looked 1 more time before going in but there was no sign of any one or any thing so I went in and closed the door behind me.

In the corner of the room was a little wardrobe I opened the door of the wardrobe in there was about 5 or 6 groosem bodies of beautiful young ladies. I screamed and started running towards the door but before I could get there a man about 6.2 foot was saying “going some where young lady”.

You can run but you can't hide

It was a cold wind blowing against my face as I ran. I did not know where I was going, but still I ran. I looked behind me, he was gaining on me. Next thing I knew I was face first on the ground, I had tripped over a branch from a tree. Suddenly I had a piece of cloak tied around my mouth and my hands tied behind my back. I screamed for help but I knew it was hopeless, I was alone with him, a total stranger. I started to have bad thoughts and wondered what he was going to do to me. I couldn’t help but think about home . I looked around asking myself “Where am I?”. “Whose staring at me?”, and “How will I get home?”. I asked him who he was. No answer. He just sat there staring at me for about half an hour. Eventually he got up to get some wood. When he had his back turned I ran. He didn’t see me at first, but after a few moments he did. As soon as he saw me he dropped the wood and chased after me. I noticed lots of bushes up ahead. When I got to the bushes I hid in the one furtherest away and began to hold my breath. I heard him call out, “You can run but you cant hide” about three times. He was looking for me for what seemed like forever. I could hear him getting closer and closer. I was trembling with fear. Suddenly I heard “Boo!!!” coming from behind me. He had found me. I woke up in my bed sweating with fear. It was just a nightmare luckily. The next day, at the mall, I noticed a man staring at me in a funny way. I knew him, his face was familiar. Then I realised it was the man from the dream. A mothers worst night mare

My mum, my 2 brothers and I were sitting at the table, watching the flames flicker in the kerosene lantern, waiting for Father Christmas. Dad was outside fiddling with the power as it had gone off. ’Time to go to bed” said mum. Then suddenly we heard a big bang and it through us to the wall. I looked up and my clothes and hair were on fire. I quickly put the fire out. The lantern had blown up. Dad came rushing in to see what had happened. He found us all crying and screaming. He rang 111, he told the lady exactly what had happened. He said our skin was hanging off our arms and body. She said to put our bodies ether under the shower or in the bath and not touch are burns. She said the ambulance was on its way and not to panic, she said take deep breaths. We all ran to the bathroom. The boys jumped in the bath and Mum and I got into the shower. Mum looked at us and started crying and saying it was all her fault. It was an accident, no-one’s fault. We heard the ambulance coming so we all ran out side. Their were 2 ambulances. Mum went to the hospital in town and Dad came with us children to Starship. My brothers were out of hospital in 21/2 weeks. My mum and my burns were more severe than the boys. We were out in 1 month. But the best thing is we all survived and we’re all together now. At least we all got presents from Father Christmas when we came home. I will never forget that Christmas.

WHITE DOVES
//__It all started on my 14th birthday. My Mum, Dad and I had a massive fight after a wonderful day of high school. I had been offered to study in America for one month as my best friend Allie and I were nominated best actresses in our school. This was my dream come true I had thought as I was walking home from school, that was until I had got home. As soon as I walked through our front door I felt like I was in hell- I had been offered my dream but my parents wouldn't let me have it. That night I had the strangest dream, the white doves from my Mum's white dove patterned room were calling me... no they were warning me, they were trying to get me out of the house. I woke up before the end of the dream. It is 12.00, midnight.

So, here I am now__// I write. **A large teardrop glistenes before it hits the purple paper of my scruffy diary. I'm crouching on my comforting bed as I look over at the haunting photo of my parents smiling, as if nothing had happened. I thrust my hand out and smash the picture frame to the ground solemnly.

Screeching tyres pull out of our gravel driveway and I watch my parents leave the house, and I know that they won't come back. Even if they remembered it was their only daughters birthday, my birthday. A gigantic smashing sound fills my ears and I realise it is coming from the kitchen downstairs. Causiously, I tiptoe down the creecking staircase. White fluttering curtians catch my eye, the white fluttering curtians from my Mum's white dove patterned room. My heart skips a beat and I feel sick, before my parents left they closed all the windows and yet there was a breeze coming through a window, in the room I hate the most in this whole house. My Mum's room freaks me out because all these white doves are always staring down at you where ever you are in the room.

Petrified, I ambled into the room. I pause. I can't move...... I am trapped! A muscular man is standing infront of me. He has a gun. "Hello there little girley", he bellows slowly. "I've come for you."

A gunshot echoed in the night and 40 kilometres away from the house, two parents dreamed of white doves warning them, trying to get them to go back to the house.... But it was too late.**

By Anneke