true stream

OK SO AT SCHOOL WE WERE DOING STREAM STUDY AND WE HAD TO PAINT A PICTURE OF THE STREAM AND WRITE A POEM TO MATCH. MINE IS THE ODD ONE OUT BECAUSE MY STREAM WAS BROWN (LIKE THE STREAM WAS) AND EVERYONE ELSE S WAS BLUE AND THEIR POEMS MATCHED AND THIS IS MY POEM!!! ENJOY OR NOT I DONT REALLY CARE!

                                 

 The rocks were brown like meatloaf

The water was clear like a window

I hear birds choking on seeds and bug real slow like

The water sounds like water trickling over slimy rocks

Cars zooming past

The sun is hot where the sunscreen?! I feel like a piece of burning coal

 Can you turn off the sun please?

Im dying!

Tanisha Haunted House

There I was glued tight to the ground struggling my way out of this horrible place; I knew something bad is going to happen any time now.

Suddenly my legs started to move closer and closer to the Haunted House as if someone or something was controlling me to enter the haunted house for some reason.

‘drip drop drip drop’ blood drips from the roof of the house, it smelt of creatures slowly and painfully dying of that appalling smell, hollow trees leaning over the house trying to capture it with its leaves.

I took the slightest and tiniest step onto the front porch of the house then ‘creak creak’ the door ever slow slightly opened and the strangest thing happened to the house that night.

The whole house lit up so brightly and the table was filled with delious cupcakes and cookies.

I was egger to step on in and enjoy myself but my legs were chain locked into the ground I couldn’t get out, nothing was working I couldn’t shove a pit.

 

I was trapped until whatever inside will set me free but If I even whispered something could grabbed and tear me appear I had to be careful no one will hear or see me.

All I could hear was the echoing of faint piano keys in the distance or I was just losing my mind, piece by piece.

LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ

By Tanisha Lawrence 

One slip changes everything

One slip changes everything

By Teigan

I look up to see the clouds are closing in. Time to get home before the rain comes. To slow it pelts down on my face harder and harder with each drop. I find myself at the stream and I have to cross it’s the only way there’s no bridge. But the waters growing, and swelling fast. I lower myself into the water tightly grasping the roots that were slightly ajar from the bank. Walking out as far as I could while still holding on. The currants not to strong slowly I let go edging farther out. Very carefully taking each step.  I reach out a hand and grasped the bank. Slowly pulling my self up when AHHH!!!!!!! The bank gives way and I plummet into the icy water getting swept away. I can’t get my footing something crashes into me and every thing goes black.

stream

sounds of a creaky old house

By Ivy Jeffries

Creak, creak, creak

I can’t believe my Mum told me I should go to see the ‘haunted house’ with my friends it’s so like…

“Brr man it’s, cold don’t you think, um guys, um Keely, err Grace?”

“Pswpisperwsp”

“Huh is, is that you Keely?”

The thud of some ones heals touching the ground, screaming in the distance, the wind whistles flowing inside the creaky house form millions of gapes in the walls. Thunder crashing coming closer from over the mountains. Suddenly silence absolutely silent. The sound of my heart beating boom-boom, boom-boom- boom-boom. One foot after the other slowly making my way through the hall way.

A Living Nightmare

I stood at the rusted gate of the house on 13 Elm St. Why did I let my friends talk me into that stupid dare game! I entered the front yard which was a grave yard. Every tombstone was overgrown with ivy.

The rainclouds overhead parted, the light of the full moon shone down on everything. I saw that some graves have been dug up, and the coffins were empty. I heard a howl that sent shivers down my spine. The moon light disappeared as clouds went over the moon. A gale started up, the wind cut through me like a knife. The dead trees that went around the outside of the property started creaking and groaning like living things.

It started to rain. I ran over the overgrown path to the old and rotting deck. Lightning crashed. I saw the mansion for the first time. It was once a white house but age has left paint a dark grey and peeling, half of the windows were cracked or broken.

There was a tall spire on the left side of the house. On top of the spire was a weather vane spinning madly in the wind. Bats were fluttering around the top of the tower squeaking their ghastly squeaks. I started to wonder what horrible creatures this house may hold: ghosts, zombies, living skeletons, vampires, werewolves, and maybe even Frankenstein’s monster, the list could go on forever. As I was standing getting drenched in the rain a terror stricken scream echoed around inside the house.

That’s when the moaning sounded. Numerous moans echoed around me. As dark figures limped towards I screamed. I screamed until a hand of rotting flesh covered my mouth. When the undead sunk their mouldy teeth into the back of my head I thought why did I have to die this way.

By Max Frethey

camping in a horrible strom

Broom! Mum will the rain ever stop its been raining for 2 days non stop this vacation stinks broom! The forecast announced it would clear up.

broom! 

 be quiet Mikalya I want to get some sleep broom!

Good luck the storm has other ideas broom! Crack! Crash! What was that! Probably just a branch falling off a tree broom!

Go away stupid storm broom! Rumble! The storm doesn’t like that idea he he. Mum I’m hungry can we have something to eat.

You just ate, so I get hungry when it’s raining.

Broom! Ok there’s some fruit in my bag.

By Liam

The Return Of The Waves

                  By Tumatauenga

One long, dull day we went to camp and it was very boring. Finally something fun came up. We packed our togs and rode on the bus to little kaiteriteri. And set off to enjoy our day. Once we got there Mr. Herring set the rules and off we went into the ocean to go kayaking. It was so fun I passed Genesis like a speeding bullet. After half an hour or so it was getting tiring. And the water was clear as a dirty window; I went around the yellow buoy just skimming it with the side of my kayak. I was paddling my hardest until the end when I just sat and started floating by. After I got out we went back to camp with a towel round my waist and sand in my pants.

Case Of The Poisoned Plants

                      By Tumatauenga Dixon

Bang! The doors shut, with me outside, sad and moneyless. And the worse thing is that when I went home I told my Nana and was she mad! It was so loud I could hardly hear my own heart beat.

”Hahahahaha” laughed my old boss “I have poisoned all the water in Metropolis so all the citizens shall go to the only hospitals in the city for 12 kilometers so that all there money shall run into my pocket! “Hahahahaha”

Mean while I was walking down the street and I saw come across a puddle of a sticky green substance, it looked very familiar I had seen the same green, icky goo before…

It was in my old bosses’ shirt pocket! The day he fired me. But what does it do? Im gonna get to the bottom of this! Back at work

“What do you mean he’s onto us, I have this all figured out!”

“You better!”  Said the man on the other side of the phone.

RING RING “Yes” he exclaimed

“I know you’re behind something” I yelled

“I’ll meet you in the abandoned warehouse tonight!”

The later that day I went to the abandoned warehouse When I got there through the pitch black, the only thing I could see was the light from the half open door.

“Hello Detective!”

“What do you want?” I said then the lights turned on. “For you to stay out of my business!” Then he pulled out a pistol and started shooting at me! I reached into my pocket for my gun, it wasn’t there I only had my lunch in there and the first thing I grabbed was my banana so I threw it at him and it hit him right in the middle of the forehead making him fall over backwards. I ran for my car once I got in I drove home in a flash. 

Mayfly’s World

By Joy Gutschlag

“Hi I am a mayfly and I live in creeks, rivers, lakes. I have gills on the side of my body which wakes water come in and out of my mouth. My diet is algae. When I want to go under another rock I swim in a squirmy way. When I’m older I will fly and live on land. My normal day is just sleeping, eating, staying on my rock, and waiting. There are other animals in my stream like caddis, stonefly, and dobsonfly. I live in Poor Man’s Stream which is a pretty nice place to live. I am the colour deep dark brown, and I have three striped tails. “WOW Whats Happening? SOMEONES PICKING ME UP!!!        

Megans scary house story

 A DAY WORSE THAN DEATH

It felt like the eyes of old paintings were staring down on me, watching me discover unspeakable mysteries of the horrific forgotten house. I jumped and let out a small scream when I heard the wicked sound of the rusty frightful front door I froze as the sound of footsteps came closer I darted to hide underneath a table. The old house had a cold breeze travel through, my hands were red slowly turning blue I was breathing deeply but held my breath as the faint sound of footsteps  stopped that wasn’t it to make it worse a soft fluent sound of a piano playing, I thought to myself that I had to get out of here! The disgusting taste of spider webs sticking to my face as I rushed towards the door turning left and right it felt like there was no escape but that’s when it hit me when I something that would give me nightmares until I convince myself this couldn’t be real it was frightening to see that there was a piano playing except no one was playing it. I went rigid and couldn’t move, I could smell the strange smell of lavender perfume as it travelled with the cold breeze, first the footsteps now the lavender perfume I was convinced someone was here. Then there was a shadow it moved back and forth  when I heard the high pitch, out-of-tune and screeching sound of a rocking chair moving  back and forth back and forth back and forth. Swaying side to side the sound of trees outside under  the lightning filled sky then suddenly SLAM the rusty old door swung shut. I followed the sound with my entire body against it but I knew it would be my only escape from this horrific nightmare. I felt the moss growing on the big handle but what was really bothering me is what would be waiting for me on the other side.

By Megan Miller   

 

A REALLY WEIRD NIGHT

        A REALLY WEIRD NIGHT
At a dinner a really huge person that goes by the THOMANATOR!! My only comment was DAMM!! Then he runs over to me. The only thing I can remember was being crushed HARD!! BY GENESIS CLAYTON 

THE HAUNTED HOUSE by genesis

       THE HAUNTED HOUSE

Boom! Thunder everywhere its 2012 January Friday the 13^th. I was walking in cool cold freezing rain. Jason Voorhees who works as a lumber jack down the road calls out to me and says. GOODAY MATE!! YOU WATCH RUGBY!! My comment on that was NO! Because I lived in a box with no family. Jason Voorhees then offers if I wanted to stay with him. My only answer to that was to say yes. We arrived on elm street 650 the last house on the block. I felt a shiver run down my back. I could see dead trees, graves and flickering lights the only feeling I had was fear and ONE pair of really wet pants.

(I wet myself) 

BY GENESIS CLAYTON

CRASH

BANG. The house was under attack from the storm.

Branches off trees where smashing windows.

The roof was getting practically getting ripped of the top of our house.

My sister and I where huddling together in the bathtub.

It was so scary.

by janalli.

Brianna's camping story

CAMPING                                    

Yay just my luck to go camping during a storm I thought to myself ‘BOOM BOOM’ the thunder danced about in the sky. I poked my head out of the tent to see the trees being blown around and leaves together forming a whirlwind, “WAA” my brother cried as he was scared to death of storms. “What a mammoth of a storm” Dad yelled over the noise of the sirens screaming in the distance and the rain pelting down. Yuck I could smell my brother’s wet pants as he screamed louder and louder. “Shut up” I shrieked at him over the noise of the thunder. “Hey let’s just calm down and have a piece of chocolate” Mum pleaded, yum chocolate had never tasted so good ahh the sensational taste warmed my mouth.

“Let’s all try and go to sleep as we need rest” Dad stated, why oh why did I agree to go camping in the first place I thought as my head touched the pillow.

BY BRIANNA

The Detective, the Witch, and the Jungle

…the bushes rustled in front of me, and out jumped a…

              “FROG!”

It started to hop towards me. I saw my life flash before my eyes, I was about to be eaten by a frog!

               WAIT!

               Rewind.

My name is Mr. Jim-bob and I’m a detective, but sadly I’m broke.

One day I received a phone call. The lady on the other end of the line, told me about strange happenings in the jungle. So of course I went to investigate.

I waited at the bus stop for a couple of minutes until I realized that I couldn’t pay, so I walked.

5 Five hours later I arrived at the edge of the jungle, out of breath. I entered the dark, smelly, creepy, dank, jungle. I walked for ages; it could have been anything from two to twenty-two hours but there was one thing I did know, I was completely lost.

Then the bushes rustled in front of me, and out jumped a…

                               “FROG!”

It started to hop towards me. I saw my life flash before my eyes, I was about to be eaten by a frog! A giant, lumpy, horney, evil, mutant frog! Its tongue shot out and stuck to my T-shirt, and then I was swallowed.

As I hit the frogs stomach juices, I pulled out a pen I had scavenged from the road and stabbed right through the frog’s stomach.

I ripped down.

I fell out of the hole in the frogs torso onto the ground covered in gunk. I got up and tried to unsuccessfully to wipe the foul smelling gunge from my shirt. As I looked around trying to gain my bearings I saw rope ladder hanging down from a tree.

I climbed up, (why wouldn’t I?)

When I reached the top I was on a sort of wooden platform. And not standing ten feet away was my arch enemy…Helga, the short tempered witch. She turned around, when she saw me the expression on her face changed from surprise to anger.

“You killed one of my pets! You shall die!” she shrieked.

She flung herself at me. I stepped forwards to meet the attack, I tripped and fell. As I hit the platform, Helga flew over my head and over the edge.

She yelled things at me that are to horrid to repeat.

I picked myself up and looked over the edge. Helga was still falling, then she turned herself into a panther, (she still wore her witch hat. Also, everyone knows cats land on their feet). She landed on all four paws, (see? I told you so).

She looked up at me and yelled, "You didn't catch me and you never will!"

She cackled evilly,as she bounded away...right into a lake of quicksand!

Helga's laugh of triumph turned into a howl of rage. Before she could curse the worst curses she disappeared under the surface. The only sign that she was there was her hat resting on top of the quicksand.

She was right, I never caught her and I never will.

"Now to get out of this jungle," I thought to myself.

By Max Frethey  

Tanisha Lawrence

the contained liquid. The colours can only be described  deeply but they are richer than gold like this: killer red busting to spread its colour everywhere, orange sent from the sun burning the eyes of the strong ones, a yellow faster than the speed of light and brighter, a green so pure it makes Papatuanuku shake up an earth. a purple that can be shaded in anyway but not the same as this one, and last of all a indigo its pinker than any your lip-gloss on your lips but darker than the ceiling of the ocean but its impossible to contain it for yourself.

It can be any size indeed but my one is around 14.3cm long and it excites people with ideas.

 by Tanisha Lawrence. :) :)

x_Maly Gurl_x

Dear diary, to day I woke up at 8:00, eager to go and see my Granddad at the hospital. He is dying of lung cancer because he smoked since he was 7 years of age. So if to day’s the day, well really I don’t know. If dies he dies it’s just the way of life.

So I got up, had some breakfast and watched a bit of TV while I saw watching TV I heard my sister get out of bed. She came and watched TV with me. We were watching home and away.

My nana walked in and said,

“It’s a beautiful day so go outside and do   something”.

So we got up and went outside and went to our friends house, she has a massive pool in here back yard.

We stayed at her house for the whole day until our nana rang up and said for us to come home.

While we were walking home, it was getting dark and the bats and the bats started flying over our heads. “One almost hit me in the head”

It was scary.

When we got home our Uncle Pete was there from Sydney, he is our Favorite Uncle.

After being home for a few minutes uncle Pete, nana, Janalli, and myself  hopped into the car and went up to the hospital to see my Grandad, we were so happy to see him.

We jumped on his bed and gave him a massive hug, but we had to get off his bed because he to puke. The whole time we were there every few minutes he would puke it depressing. So our nana pulled a disturbed sad face and told him that we were going to leave, so we gave him one last hug but what we didn’t know is that it was going to be our last.:’(

So when we got home Nana was going to go back to see Grandad but by the time they got back to the hospital it was too late, Grandad was gone.

But the good thing was that just before Grandad past away he gave his heart to the lord.

When Nana and Uncle Pete got home Nana and Uncle Pete had to tell us the heart breaking news, which Grandad had died.

I think my older brother Jeremy took it the hardest because Grandad and Jeremy were really close. So in a way he just lost one of his best friends. 

Brianna's story :)

                                                                       The Couple and The Cat!!!

“You may kiss the bride” the church pastor told the couple.

5 Months later

“Get my tea ready now and feed the cat” Regina raged at her husband Blake who was an athlete but at the moment he had a broken leg due to foul play at a rugby match last week, “sure I’ll feed the cat first” Blake replied rather poorly as he hobbled over to the cat dish “why oh why did I agree in getting this cat” he muttered to himself 

“OW the evil cat bit my finger”

 “I don’t care get my tea ready now as my nails are drying and our cat is not evil” Regina shouted back selfishly 

“listen to me Regina” Blake got up from the cat dish and walked over to Regina “when I married you, you were nice and sweet but ever since we got that cat you’ve become mean and nasty so we need to go and get the cat a shot at the SPCA” Blake shouted. Regina was about to say no when she realized he was right. So they jumped in the car and hobbled. “Please give this cat a shot NOW” Regina and Blake cried “Please we’ll even pay you now” Regina pleaded as she whipped out a load of cash, “Sure we’ll do it now” the staff replied as no one ever paid them for their work. The staff gave the cat a shot and agreed to keep the cat at the SPCA. Regina gave them the load of cash then they hobbled and ran to the car, jumped in and sped away.

7 Months later

“Happy wedding anniversary darling” Blake said “oh and I hope you like your present” Regina began to unwrap the square parcel “thanks WOW an emerald necklace and happy anniversary too honey.” 

By Brianna 

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