Showing posts with label Quickwrite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quickwrite. Show all posts

Wednesday, 13 May 2015

The Strangest View

And tall snowy mountains, to climb to the top of the rough mountain I come to a stop it see a calm lake with amazing scenery. Tall trees as far as the eye can see I travel through deep freezing lakes. The reflection of the water look as clear as a mirror.

But as I take a step closer I slip on the snow and tumble down the hill hitting sharp rocks and small pointy trees. As I’m getting closer to the bottom I see sharp rocks shaper then a knife. I can’t do anything about it because I’m falling as I look at the wonderful scenery on last time then take my last breath…. Or so I thought the reflection of the water was so clear it looked like the sharp rocks were right under me. I was amazed, I thought my life was over. I hear a rumbling I look up and I see snow heralding down the mountain with bits of rocks in there. I know it can’t be a reflection because I’m in the water. I swim to the side of the lake and see the avalanche form and then end.

Thursday, 23 April 2015

Anzac


Anzac

When all the soldiers go out to fight I feel guilty because I don’t know them and they are fighting for my freedom. They are risking their lives out there for us. We take our freedom for granted and don’t give them anything in return but Anzac.

 

I saw a picture that really touched me, the soldiers were off to war and a little kid ran up to his father to say goodbye. If I was the father I would be scared enough to go but now my son is expecting to see me again that just hits me. If I was the son I would feel confused that my dad is leaving and I’d be hoping that he’d come back.

 

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Happy 100th Anniversary of Anzac

Thursday, 12 March 2015

The Hotel


I tremble across the gravel road wishing to find a small town to stay the night. After a few hours my wish comes true, I find a hotel. I open the door hoping there’s someone inside. There’s a bell on the counter, “Should I press it?” I think to myself. I press the button and a loud scream gushes through the whole hotel. A man comes down the stairs. “Hello, do you need any help young girl?” The man asks. “Ah yes can I stay here the night? I’ve had a rough day and I need somewhere to stay the night.” I told him. “I’ve course you can stay as long as you like” He Told her. He moved to the shadow then disappeared, I thought it was my imagination playing up on me but I don’t know. As I lay down in my bed all the memory’s flow back to me like a river. The crash, my parents and who crashed into us. The Man creeps into the room and then walks over to the bed. Then I wake up and scream as he tries to bite me!