My Stories

Thursday 29th January 2010

2009-11-19T14:18:00.000-08:00

It was a cold, winter's afternoon. The thick fog settled on the quiet, countryside town. The silence was deafening. Not the sound of a bird, distant whispers, a breeze ruffling the leaves of the tree I sat underneath. Just nothing. It was as if I had been sucked into oblivion. Everything looked grey, dull...mysterious. The eeriness of the scene before me just sat there. Some people, if this were a painted picture, would say it was beautiful. But not I. It was tense. As if something dreadful had happened.

A few minutes ago, this place had been familiar. Now, it was a complete stranger to me.

I decided to get up and walk around just to see if anybody was around. I found my way to the high street, which was usually jam-packed full of people. No-one. Nothing.

I walked to my house. I entered through the open door. "That was weird", I thought to myself. "Mum! Dad! Kyle!" I shouted out. No answer. Not even the sound of any footsteps.

I left my home, feeling thoroughly confused. Al sorts of theories were running through my head. Perhaps I had accidentally opened the barriers to a parallel universe and managed to just...walk in? "I doubt it", I thought to myself.

I tripped over something hard and fell on my face. I waited for the pain to come, but I felt nothing. I lifted my head to my face. No blood. "This isn't right. Something has gone seriously wrong", I said out loud, praying that someone would answer. No-one answered.

I looked up and saw that I was in the local graveyard. I lifted myself up and went to look at the gravestone that I had fallen over. It read,

Morgana Kaplenski

1st September 1989 - 29th January 2010

I read it and thought nothing of it. Then I looked back at the name and the date of birth. The cold, hard truth hit me, knocking me to my knees.

I was dead.

Dedicated to Kayliegh Rowlands, one of the best people EVER!

2009-10-21T11:34:00.000-07:00

It was another lovely day, in the sunny, warm Britain. Kayliegh had been invited to go to her best friend's halloween party, and she was very excited to go. But she couldn't help but feel a certain sense of impending doom enveloping her body at the same time.

'I'm just being silly', she thought to herself. "After all, what's the worst that could happen?"

It was almost midnight, and Kayliegh had been having a wild time at Sam's halloween party. They had all been talking about the school freak, Megan and thinking of how cool she was. When suddenly, the clock struck midnight.

"OOOOOWWW!!!" Everyone heard coming from Sam's bathroom. "Sounds like Hannah's managed to get her head stuck in the toilet again!" exclaimed Sam in exhaustion. "The fifth time tonight, THE FIFTH BLOODY TIME TONIGHT!!!"

Suddenly, the feeling of doom washed over Kayliegh again, but this time, much stronger. She felt dizzy with the strength of the fear. " Sam, I don't think that Hannah has gotten her head stuck in the toilet this time", Kayliegh wondered allowed.

"Hmmm, may as well go and have a look", Elinor said.

Suddenly, Elinor screamed from the bathroom, where she had just entered. Everyone went in, to see the sight of Hannah's dead body in the bathtub, blood surrounding her. Sam fainted. Elinor pooed herself. Emily was sick. Kayliegh suddenly felt a heavy weight lifted off her shoulders. Then they heard coughing behind them. They all turned around, to see Megan standing there looking very guilty about something, and also having a wet patch in 'that' area.

"OMG, SHE KILLED HANNAH!"

" You bastard!"

P.S. Kayliegh asked me to write (:

2009-09-30T13:01:00.000-07:00

English Story that I got an a* for:

2009-09-30T12:36:00.000-07:00

It was a beautiful end to a warm, sunny Summer's day. The orange rays of sunlight beckoned the night forward as the sun set. The way that the rays of sunlight flowed through the trees and reflected off the lake made Ebony's heart ache for some form of happiness in her life. She had come here for some time to think without any disturbances from her father. She needed to get away from the rape, the pain, the violence.

Maybe things would be different if he hadn't done what he had done to her. She had come here to be rid of the hurt forever, her final destination.

It was pitch black now. The stars looked down on her. They resembled millions of tiny pins sunken into a blanket of the finest black velvet incredibly. The moon shone down on her face and lit it, making it look as if she were wearing a white mask. "What a perfect night to go," Ebony thought to herself.

The blanket of water beckoned her forward. She placed her feet into the black water. The water enveloped her feet in warmth that she had never felt before. It made her think that there was a purpose for her in life. There had to be another way for her to get through these painful times. She would be able to escape anyway, in a few months time, as she would turn eighteen. Maybe tonight wasn't the time to go.

And that was when the icy, white hand of the corpse reached out of the water to grab her ankle. She kicked and screamed but to no avail. In 30 seconds, she found that she had been dragged underwater. She looked into the corpses rotted eyes and felt fear like no other. She was going to die. Just as she had decided to live.

She was dragged to the bottom of the lake and her cold, lifeless body was tied to a rock by a rope connected around her neck.

Her body lay at the bottom of the lake for all of eternity. Perhaps. Who knows...?