Monday 14 December 2015
Sunday 13 December 2015
The Alien-by brody
THE ALIEN
By Brody
As I turned the dusty dark corner, out of my eye I something move in the alley way.Then as I stared, I realised I was looking at a one-eyed, bright purple, lime green, slimey, gooey alien. It started grumbling, trying to talk to me. It's eyes were as big as four grapes joined together. There were wet feathers on his head like a rooster who has been in the rain. The fingers were as small as a baby's finger, the same with his toes. It didn't have any ears so I don't know how it was hearing me. I was surprised it had a six pack because I didn't know that aliens worked out. His legs were as bumpy as a country road. The biggest thing that scared me was his blood-shot eyes staring down deep into my eyes.
He walked back then suddenly he disappeared and I never saw it again.
The night sky and the lonely girl by Alyssa
I am the girl with a black dress .
I am the girl with no home .
I am the lonely girl
I am the lonely girl that lost my mum and dad .
We are the stars that glitter in the sky.
I am the moon that lights up the night .
I am the sun that lights up the sky.
I am the cloud as soft as a pillow.
I am the sky.
by AlyssaTuesday 8 December 2015
Why kids shouldn't hunt.
14/10/15
Why kids shouldn't hunt
by Logan
I don't think kids should go hunting because they are likely to make mistakes and put their lives to bed, permanently. I think that people should be 18 or over to hunt and at least two practices with non harm bullets. Also I think the government should put gun licences on all guns. Hunters also should be at least two metres away at all times except when they have no ammunition in their gun. Hunters should wear protective helmets, gloves, chest plates, pants and shoes. The gear should be made out of the same material as the chest plates police wear. But we can only hope that another accident doesn't happen again. That's why I don't think kids should hunt.
Kids Hunting- Dylan
Kids hunting
By Dylan
Kids shouldn't be hunting. One time a kid was hunting and he got shot by his own dad. He shouldn't of even been there in the first place. You have to be atleast 16 to go hunting. You also need professional training, and you can't get that when you're under 16. So if you're under 16 you have a risk of anything bad happening to you. Remember, the risks are high if you don't have a licence. So I think kids under the age of 16 should not be hunting.
Monday 7 December 2015
night sky by Alyssa
We are the stars that glitter in the sky.
I am the moon that lights up the night .
I am the sun that gives us light sky.
I am the cloud as soft as a pillow.
I am the sky.
by AlyssaThe day I go to war by Alyssa
THE DAY I WENT TRAINING
By Alyssa
Boom! I can hear bombs and people dying and guns anyway. I went to the war in 1915 but I had to train in a wasteland before I go to war.
IT IS TIME TO GO TO WAR
I was not happy to go to war but I was a little happy because I was fighting for my family.
In the war I was the last one left but I got us a poisonous bomb. I told everyone to put a mask on. Oh no, a bomb was rolling towards me. I have no time to run away.
How did the bomb the not kill me?
Boom! How did the bomb not kill me? How did I get outside . It might have been a smoke bomb.Friday 4 December 2015
Aliens - Ethan
By Ethan
As I turned around the corner glowing red eyes peer out of the bushes. They grew bigger and bigger until a body appeared. It had a beak and two arrows going through his chest. He smelt like rotten milk and mouldy meat. When he walked towards me he made a squelching noise. His claws were as sharp as daggers. He had a spiky head with one big point in the middle. He gave me a big grunt then stared, his dark menacing eyes as black as midnight. It felt like he was staring into my soul.
There was a taste of fear in the air. He growled at me and that's when I noticed his razor sharp teeth, ready to rip me apart! I asked him one question, "What do you want?"
He replied "beep pop dop slop glop."
I don't know what that means but I thought of another question, "Do you speak English?"I asked.
He grinned before he spoke. "I was wondering when you were going to ask me that," he said, still smiling!
Wednesday 2 December 2015
The First Time I Killed-Charlie
The First Time I Killed
By Charlie Tiffen
The enemy bombs fly loose as I take cover.My last weapon that has ammunition is my glock17. I hear footsteps and when I look up I see an enemy soldier holding his M1 carbine at bay. "He won't surrender." I mutter to myself.
I quickly load a clip then pull back the barrel.
Then I slip out my silencer. I can see a blurry version of myself on the icy black silencer. He sees me! I shoot, but I realise that I had left the ammo in the rain so the gunpowder is wet. I slip out my knife before sneaking behind him while he continuously fires it, aiming where I was. I sneak behind him, pull his head back, then slit his throat. He is still alive gasping for air. I find another clip and fire 2 shots in his head. Now I know he is dead. Blood is everywhere.
I look up and the enemy captain is staring at me, pointing his Colt 45 at my head. He shoots. I dodge and grab his pistol, firing at his arm. He is on the ground. I fire 5 shots in his head then I deliver the final blow. I pull out my bloody knife once more and stab it in his chest. Now I know he is dead.
I continue through the abandoned houses then I see a soldier on the ground. He looks dead but I'm not taking any chances. I slip out my knife once more then stab it in his chest, but then snap!
The handle is in my hand and the blade is in the (now dead) soldier. I get my M1 carbine then put on a scope. I aim out the window. I shoot a soldier in the neck. He falls to the ground, motionless. BANG! I fire and shoot him in the head, between his eyes. I look behind me and an enemy soldier is pointing a m16 rifle. He shoots. BANG! He hits me in the arm. I fall on the ground. My arm is turning pale from bleeding. I feel very dizzy.
The last thing I remember before blacking out is my colt 45 bullet in his chest. I wake up and and I am bathed in my blood and my arm is infected. I look down out the window and a tank barrel is pointing at my face. Boom!
I fall out the window and land on my bad arm. I have no choice but to cut it off. It falls clean off after I hear "We Won The WAR!"
I hear cheering but then gunshots peirce my ears and our general falls to the ground...
Tasmania, The Dream that was never a dream - Sam
A shimmering boardwalk streaks across the sunlit ocean. Tasmania comes into view and the temperature rises. A Hammock is weaved between two glorious palm trees overlooking the most magnificent view of a crystal clear waterfall. Night falls and I dive into the luxurious hammock and gaze up at the twilight sky. My eyelids become as heavy as bowling balls and then… I'm out.
Tuesday 1 December 2015
Dreams, hopes and wishes - by sienna
Dreams, Hopes and Wishes!!
Dream a little dream, let your imagination run free. Keep calm and dream on. Chase your dreams and wishes, believe in magic, follow the rainbow that brightens up your day. You will find the pot of gold soon. Wishes will not come true if you don't believe in yourself. Your dream can sometimes be crazy like a potato chip or a gigantic gummy chasing after you but just believe what you want. So all you need to do is imagine, wish and dream, dream, dream and all your wishes will come true!!!
by Sienna
The Light! - Emerald
The Light!
The light who makes me follow Him into the dark night sky,
The one who made the horrific scream when the huge monsters jump out at night,
The one who made pretty fairies come to life,
The one who made the starring bubble give him a fright,
The one who made action figures talk back to me,
The one who made the dolls steal our souls,
He is the one who took us into the dark night.
By Emerald!
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