My Worst Nightmare Sprang To Life

My Worst Nightmare Sprang To Life . . . .

One dull and grey day I felt like I needed to be with my grandma after the accident, I knew how many days went by while she was cramped up in that awful hospital and how I had an urge to go visit her but I just couldn’t bear to see her in a bad shape, it was unhealthy for not only me but for her as well. But I finally had enough courage to go and see her, but something was whispering in my ear to stay in the comfort of my own home and never to think about visiting grandma but I went with my thoughts instead of going with my instincts.

I arrived at the doors of the hospital taking in a deep breath before entering,  my mind was blank I couldn’t think of anything to say to her, whether to say “I’m so sorry for not coming in sooner” or to say “How you doing nan.” But I couldn’t make my mind up so I went with “ Hi nana how are doing today.”

Once I entered the building I felt a cold breeze go straight through me like as if it was a lost spirit. But I kept on moving towards the reception, the receptionist said to watch my back while entering the fifth floor where my grandma’s room was, and I asked her why and she said there’s bad things up there.

I felt a little spooked, but I didn’t hesitate any longer and with that I made my way to the elevator and I pushed the button with the bloody number five on it. I had no intention to take notice of the blood on the button or the advice the receptionist gave me.

I was walking down the hall until I saw a strange thing lurking through the other side of the hall with eyes shaded in blood.But once I reached the fifth floor I was freezing like as if I was in a giant freezer, I thought to myself why did I come here in  the first place and I remembered I was there to visit my grandma.

When I reached my grandma’s room I could see something cold but dark swirling around her and then disappears like dust getting sucked into a vacuum cleaner. I hesitated at first but I was too curious of what that thing was but when I approached my grandma it came back again but this time showed it’s horrifying bloody mouth with super sharp teeth and eyes the colour of blood.

The fear I felt was horrific with that thing staring me down and warning me not to come any closer than I was, by the look in it’s eyes I knew my grandma was it’s prey and it was feeding on her bloody flesh and by the looks of it that thing was almost finished with her by the looks of her chalky white and pale face. Can you imagine my fear and the horrifying look on my face when I started running for the hospital door but found that I was trapped with the rest of the lost souls in this awful place called Death Row Hospital where the lost souls live.

My Worst Nightmare Coming To Life

My Worst Nightmare Coming To Life

By Deandra

One dull and grey day I felt like I needed to be with my grandma after the accident, I knew how many days went by while she was cramped up in that awful hospital and how I had an urge to go visit her but I just couldn't bear to see her in a bad shape, it was unhealthy for not only me but for her as well. But I finally had enough courage to go and see her, but something was whispering in my ear to stay in the comfort of my own home and never to think about visiting grandma but I went with my thoughts instead of going with my instincts.

I arrived at the doors of the hospital taking in a deep breath before entering,  my mind was blank I couldn't think of anything to say to her, whether to say “I'm so sorry for not coming in sooner” or to say “How you doing nan.” But I couldn't make my mind up so I went with “ Hi Nana how are doing today.”

Once I entered the building I felt a cold breeze go straight through me like as if it was a lost spirit. But I kept on moving towards the reception, the receptionist said to watch my back while entering the fifth floor where my grandma’s room was, and I asked her why and she said there’s bad things up there.

I felt a little spooked, but I didn't hesitate any longer and with that I made my way to the elevator and I pushed the button with the bloody number five on it. I had no intention to take notice of the blood on the button or the advice the receptionist gave me.

I was walking down the hall until I saw a strange thing lurking through the other side of the hall with eyes shaded in blood.But once I reached the fifth floor I was freezing like as if I was in a giant freezer, I thought to myself why did I come here in  the first place and I remembered I was there to visit my grandma.

When I reached my grandma’s room I could see something cold but dark swirling around her and then disappear like dust getting sucked into a vacuum cleaner. I hesitated at first but I was too curious of what that thing was but when I approached my grandma it came back again but this time showed it’s horrifying bloody mouth with super sharp teeth and eyes the colour of blood.

The fear I felt was horrific with that thing staring me down and warning me not to come any closer than I was, by the look in it’s eyes I knew my grandma was it’s prey and it was feeding on her bloody flesh and by the looks of it that thing was almost finished with her by the looks of her chalky white and pale face. Can you imagine my fear and the horrifying look on my face when I started running for the hospital door but found that I was trapped with the rest of the lost souls in this awful place called Death Row Hospital where the lost souls live.

My Brother Was Taken By Death

My Brother Was Taken By Death

Deandra

One stormy and dark night when I was asleep at home all cosy in the comfort in my own bed I had a strange dream about my brother who had died years ago, but when I woke up I had  remembered what happened that dark and terrible night when me and brother as well as our friends went to DARK SHADOWS ALLEY CEMETERY.  

I thought to myself about the poor people who had died and had been buried there, most of them were my dearest friends who were so full of life and had years to come ahead of themselves. But one of them was my best friend Cecilia, she was the kindest person you could ever meet but she had died tragically in an accident.

My brother was in front of me and our friends were beside us, we were all heading for CRANKY OLD MR GEORGE SWINER’ S  grave. My brother and him were always at each others throats but I was never horrible to the poor old man and he was never mean to me but just to brother of course.

See my brother was the popular yet idiotic but horrible person who made fun of old men or people and never had any manners towards anyone except me and our parents. I felt awkward for a moment when he told me to pass the spade so he could dig up the man’s grave.

But I felt wrong about it so I told to leave him to rest and lets go home but his friends were intimidating him and telling him to dig it up. When he looked at me I couldn't believe my eyes when he would choose them over me, his own flesh and blood, his younger sister.

But when he gave me that look I gave him the spade and I walked off home, but when he was done he ran over towards me I started to not take notice of him until I looked back at him and he said to me to “Come back and we could talk it all out” but by the time I made my first step towards him, something with a bloody brown cloak  with razor sharp teeth, dark pitch black wings and  two red eyes looking straight at me took him up in the air, snapped his back and tore him apart.

I had fallen down to my knees and looked straight into it’s eyes and knew straight away that it was death itself collecting its debt. I cried and I cried hoping it was all a bad dream but the more I hoped the more I was disappointing myself.

Then the next morning I woke up in bed and found myself alone in my lonely house by myself with no older brother here to comfort me no older brother here to talk to me and especially no older brother to have around for my support.

THE END OR IS IT REALLY ? OR WILL DEATH BE COMING FOR ME AS WELL?.........

A Night To Remeber

A Night To Remember

It was the night of Satan’s Birthday that teens celebrated with a spooky party every year but must pay a death sacrificing debt.

At Ironwoods High School a Halloween loving girl named Aleanna passed out invitations to a spooky haunted house party to all of her friends and some of the nice popular people.

But as rumours had spread quickly and more quickly and had reached the ears of the most popular girl named Rebecca Greenberg felt left out and asked Aleanna

“ Why wasn't I invited to your Halloween party” and Aleanna said

“ Because you make everyone feel bad about themselves!”

While everyone was too busy getting their costumes ready for Aleanna’s Haunted House Party nobody took notice of Rebecca and they forgot about how awful it was to even take notice of her.

But early that night an ancient spirit who had been cast away for thousands of years to never escape had broke free of it’s curse and was loose in the haunted house where Aleanna hoped to have her party.

The ancient spirits name was Cellmor, she had been cast away but a powerful witch named Aliane who had made sure that Cellmor would stay in the underworld where she belongs.

But Aliane’s witchcraft had worn off and now Cellmor plans to eliminate Aliane’s last relation Aliane at Ironwoods High the sweet and powerful young witch who is the only one who could destroy Cellmor forever.

As the day went by the first rays of the evening sky already started to appear, but nothing held Aleanna behind except strange things started to happen to her she was having nightmares about the party.

Also about what was going to happen she also started to turn her stuff and anything around her into anything she would like.

But Aleanna had different things on her mind so she thought about things that made her happy and decided she was going to the party as a beautiful young witch and even though she’s the host of her own spooky party she could have a good time too.

But when everyone got to the haunted house they all started having a good time until Aleanna said to her friend Amy “I heard scratching but couldn't see through the darkness” “ when I went down to find some more drinks for the party”  and Amy said “maybe it was a cat”.......

My Narrative On The Magic Flying Carpet

The Magic Flying Carpet

Every picture tells a story.

Use your imagination and experience to narrate (tell) a story about the picture.

Where is the carpet going?

Travel all over the world

Why?

Because he thought that his home had no meaning for him to be there and because it was his dream

What problem is caused?

He misses home and aborts his once and a lifetime dream so he can go home

How is it solved?

By not by giving up but by sticking around in his home country where everything is a dream come to reality to him

Think about:

• where your story is set
• who your characters are - what they do, what they say, and how they think and feel
• the problem and how it is solved
• the order of your ideas and how they are linked.

Remember to:

• choose your words carefully
• take care with your spelling, punctuation, and sentences
• edit-add or delete words or sentences to improve your work

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In a land with dunes of sand a playful yet adventurous flying carpet by the name of Raj had dreams of exploring the world and see new things see anything except just dunes of sand. He felt that he would never escape from his sand dune prison that he was too bored to call his home, but he never gave up on his dream of exploring though he came across a strange looking place with water, trees and camels where he had realised he was at the Oasis.

There he met a shy but playful young camel named Boren  whose dreams were to explore the world as well but had no intention of leaving his home because he thought it was impossible and that there was no way he could travel the world on foot.

Although the magic flying carpet was determined to make his and the young camel’s dream become their reality Raj tried for hours to convince Boren to come and explore with him but then Boren hesitated and finally said that he couldn’t leave his home or his family but then the magic carpet understood  and said goodbye.

So off he went to explore and see what the rest of the world had to offer and he began his tour all over Africa, France,  America, China, Romania and Russia but after he toured almost the whole world he then grew tired of his adventuring he aborted his dream and knew that there was nowhere in the world better than his hot, sandy desert home in Egypt.

When Raj had returned home his young camel friend had not looked so young but was feeling well when Raj had returned home Boren had gave Raj a hug and said “Welcome Home old friend” and Raj said “ I know old friend i know.”