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Kazia Moon is the coolest girl in Year Nine. She has honey-blonde hair and creamy skin and a way of tweaking her school uniform so it looks like something off the Paris catwalk. The teachers think she’s smart and sweet; the boys think she’s hot; the girls... well, most of them just wish they could be like her.
Kazia Moon is high school royalty, the kind of kid who can have anything she wants. I didn’t even think she knew I existed, but was I wrong about that.
She cornered me in the school canteen, her hand closing around my wrist, nails digging into my skin.
‘Listen,’ she whispered, her eyes wide and anxious. ‘I’m in trouble. I need your help...’
Comment by R Buckland on October 19, 2011 at 9:55 Millie Welbourne and Anna Watson, Ripley St Thomas CE Academy
When I got home, I ran straight up to my room. My heart was racing. I scrabbled through my box of precious things, and at the bottom I pulled out the key with intricate gold, Celtic designs. I tucked it safely away into my zipper pocket.
At school, the next day, I went to find Kazia in the girls' toilets.
"Have you got it?" Kazia said urgently.
I looked around to see if anyone was looking, "Here!" and then I slipped the key out of my pocket and into her hand."Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I asked her, worried for her safety.
"I'll be fine I've done this before," she snapped back. She then turned on her heel and barged past me towards the door.
In History, I thought about what just happened...I then realised that Kazia hadn't turned up to class...
Comment by Jayne Davidson, WHHS, UK on October 19, 2011 at 11:01 Kazia walked down the dark, dingy tunnel, she could see a tiny
yellow light she clutched onto the rocky wall, before arriving at the gold door
which glowed dimly in the dark, and it had Celtic designs. The key, which was
an odd shape with many groves and notches, she put this polished key into the
worn keyhole and slowly turned it revealing the world only known by two people
in this universe. She stepped through the door into another world different
from this one.
A small peculiar infant scrambled through the open gateway
carrying his pet a teddy bear over his shoulder, as Kazia strode through…
Stephanie Alleyne
& Tiwa Salvo. West Hatch High School
Comment by Lorraine French on October 19, 2011 at 12:16 She could smell the delightful fragrance of the sweet, succulent sugar canes hanging from the towering tree. Gobsmacked, Kazia began to explore the extraordinary new world she had entered. Then she saw him. The boy she saw was sitting comfortably in his dark faded jeans with a huge grin on his face. ”What are you looking at girly?” he said mysteriously. “You Damon .I’ve been looking for this key and you forever! I’m glad to be back!’ As Kazia gazed at his angelic pale face she saw dark, sore bruises on his face.
“They found you didn’t they?”. A frown appeared across his face. Tears threatened to fall down her flustered red face.
That was when they heard it. The heavy clip clopping of the demon horses hooves.
“Hurry we must go. NOW!!!...
Wunmi Akande
Ingrid Essama
Trinity School, Belvedere
Comment by Adam Lancaster on October 19, 2011 at 13:08 Their feet pounded across the rickety pavement. Kazia clutched the key closely to her chest. The horses were gaining on them. Kazia tripped and the key flew out of her hand. As she scrambled towards it, a shadow fell over her. She froze. Kazia turned around and there he stood. A mighty figure towered above her, a scar running across his face. His fiery red eyes bored a hole in her head.
“RUN, RUN, for your life” Dan shouted at her but it was too late, he had her cornered.
Dan dived for the key, grabbed her arm and yanked her away but the mighty figure had a tight hold on her wrist. Dan ran away and Kazia listened to his footsteps getting quieter and quieter as he ran further and further away. She froze like a rabbit in the head lights as the mighty figure dragged her over to his horse. Kazia was clumsily thrown onto the back of the horse. The mighty figure jumped on and they galloped away into the hard scrubby bush land of midnight oil followed by his little army of others like him.
In the distance she saw a huge, dark, towering castle, is this where they were going? Would Dan come to rescue her? Would she be stuck there forever?
By Niamh Whicher, Chloe Baker-Croft & Emily Sorrell.
Monks Walk School
Comment by Allison Painich on October 19, 2011 at 15:39 Add a Comment
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