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I am trying to make my writing more exciting for the reader by varying ny sentence beginnings and using descriptive language.

100 Word Story

There I laid in the middle of the floor just before half of the ceiling shielding me collapsed on me within 5 minutes everyone around me was gone for good. I don’t understand how i even got out no memory except for trauma.It was the worst day ever my best friend was almost digested by a crocodile that was 4.2 meters long and a mouth wide enough to literally swallow another crocodile!!!

But in the end I blame the earthquakes for my disastrous day and clearly just bad karma for the crocodile.

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What we love determines what we look for

What we look for determines what

We think and do

What we think and do determines

what we are and Who we are  

Alaric

This is a story I wrote at home<Alaric>

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Alaric the teenage killer.

He came off too everybody as a normal teenage boy he has lots of friends and nobody knows what caused him too start killing.Nobody knows how long he had been getting away with murder for.That will remain a mystery yet too be solved.

He leaves his victims slaughtered across the ground.Just the rock cold truth.Alaric has disappeared 4 days ago and nobody has seen heard anything from him since.

Alaric was 16 he had one younger brother aged 10 and an older sister aged 18.His parents died in a car collision when he was 8.The 3 kids lived with their aunt and uncle.Laura the sister was barely ever home and Cam his younger brother was favoured by their aunt and uncle.Alaric was completely invisible too them but at school he was the popular one with plenty of friends all the teachers enjoyed him in their class.He had a girlfriend as well.Caroline the two are very alike they were the Westbury High power couple.Alaric adored her and told her everything including his list of victims.She says she was stunned.When she could say anything report for a missing person was put in hours after his disappearance.Where could they be?Is Caroline even alive? All questions nobody knows the answer too.

Elijah ...

⇉Elijah.⇇

She walked into the class nobody knew who she was.

Not her name, not her story, just that she must’ve been new.

Nobody tried to approach her, she was completely alone..

The next day she came to school so pale she was almost blue.

Teachers started to worry as it was quite un usual.

She came in a tight pair of denim jeans and a black thrasher hoodie

with adidas superstars.

Her hair was long and naturally black and blonde.

She was actually quite beautiful and had such a kind heart.

But it was as if she had isolated herself from the world around her.

Everybody had completely excluded her even in class she was quite didn't say a word.

Then when the day was over she would walk home rain or shine, blue skies or clouds full of lightning waiting too strike..

One day, she didn’t make it home you see all the quietness and isolation well that lead to rumours many rumours which lead people to give her funny looks and treat her like she was nothing.

If only they knew her name was Elijah she did not have a family and had to have a job so she could look after herself she was 16 and had nobody to talk to nobody at all.

Maybe they could’ve been more sympathetic or maybe even more including but n0.

Nothing.

By Hayley & Maddi.

Survivor Day

Survivor Day

Light turned too dark us all overwhelmed awaiting adventures.

Quietly scavenging for our scrumptious “healthy snacks”.

Trying too make ourselves un-known to the teachers in need of sleep.

Running from tent to tent hiding ourselves in darkness from the lurking teachers seeking trouble makers.

Quietly making our way back to the playground it was dead quiet nobody in sight, besides the boys also creeping around the same as we were.

We are owls, we don’t sleep in the night.

Inside My Head

 Inside My Head

Inside my head i’m an olympic gold medalist tumbling

my highest and flipping better than I ever have

Winning my second national title

Inside my head

Inside my head i’m running in the paddock with

My best friends as I feel Exhilarated,

Filled with energy,

Inside my head

Inside my head I am a journalist seeking new stories

Gathering new information

About the world,

Inside my head

Inside my head I am writing as if i’ve never written,

Writing my own original stories

To sell and read to my piers,

Inside my head

Te Poutama

Te Poutama Meaning- Hayley and Jess

I think that the Te Poutama pattern represents Tane and “climbing up too the Heavens as he was seeking the baskets.

I also believe  that resembles too us moving upwards as we continue onto college as in “moving up like Tane did with the stairs.

Poutama it self is a stepped patterns of Tukutuku panels and woven mats-symbolising genealogies and also the different levels of high achievements.
Te Poutama is said to represent the stairs Tane climbed to the top most realm in his quest for knowledge.

                 

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