30/09/2014 Malcolm Rose

My breath came in short painful gasps.  My chest heaved.  Sweat ran down my back.  Even my shoulders ached.  My legs felt heavy, like lead weights, and every stride was a hammer-blow to my aching knees.  I wasn't going to stop, though.  I glanced over my shoulder.  No sign of them.  But they would be there somewhere.  Somewhere behind me.  I knew it.  They would not give up.  So, I wouldn't give up either.  I wouldn't, I couldn't stop running.


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Comment by Adam Lancaster on September 30, 2014 at 9:40

The blood was pounding in my ears telling me I needed to stop, to rest, but to do so would let them in again. To let them have me and take me, and i would never let that happen again, even if it killed me. 

As I stumbled through the trees I could hear something ahead of me. It sounded like traffic, like hundreds of cars and like my salvation. I found an extra spurt of energy trying to push aside all the pain that was rushing through my body. If only I could reach what I was hoping was a main road I knew I would be safe.

My legs snagged on the branches of fallen trees and bracken that littered the floor yet like a magnet I could feel myself being pulled forward to the sound that I so hoped would lead to a freedom I craved.

As i broke through what I hoped was the final group of trees and my hope I was stopped dead in my tracks. It wasn't cars that I heard but running water as in front stop the biggest waterfall I had ever seen leading down to a drop that must have been at least 200ft. My heart dropped further than the fall. There was nowhere to go. Only backwards. Back towards what I had been running from. Christine Monk's Walk 

Comment by Jayne Davidson, WHHS, UK on September 30, 2014 at 10:44
But that’s not an option . I have to keep moving forward . My heart pounded out of my chest as I looked down . I ran and jumped off the edge of the waterfall , I was looking down at the water, all I could think of was my friends. I thought I was going to make a clean landing, then CRACK. I fell on my ankle as I landed on a half blown-up life raft. The pain was unbearable but the adrenaline stopped me from screaming , I slowly limped off the raft in pain and agony but I managed to pull myself up to the riverbank. I have to keep moving but there was no time to rest: I couldn’t risk being found again. I followed the water, limping on the bank with millions of thoughts rushing through my mind, I came to a sudden stop when the water went down a deep dark hole. I didn’t know what to do…

Harry & Tom
West Hatch
Comment by N Francis on September 30, 2014 at 11:58

Yet there was only one option that I had no choice but to take. I took a deep breath to gather my strength, got down on all fours and began to crawl into the darkness. My ankle throbbed with a pain I had never experienced before, but this was the least of my troubles; this wasn’t about me, it was about keeping the oracle’s secret safe from the hands of its oppressors. Focusing on this, I stumbled on, determined to complete my quest. Shadows leapt out at me, as if tempting me to give up, but still I continued on my way. After what felt like hours, I caught a glimpse of light a few metres away from me, and I felt hope flicker inside me for the first time since this mission had been bestowed upon me. I thrust out my weary, aching arms and commando-crawled towards the beam of light. As I got closer, I felt an exhilarating rush of fresh air that gave me a sudden boost of energy, and I hauled myself out of the tunnel.  All of a sudden, a pair of large, rough hands grabbed me,  their long, talon-like nails digging into my flesh so hard that I was certain they had drawn blood. I tried to make sense of the blurry figures in front of me, but they became more and more clouded. Then everything turned black.

Izzy & Roisin,

St. Benedicts Catholic School

Comment by Paula Ward on September 30, 2014 at 12:55

I’m lying flat on my back, drifting in and out of consciousness. My eyes flutter open momentarily, a bright white light invades my vision. I shut them tight, blocking out the outside world. I don’t want to see what’s out there. But, I promised. I promised to keep it safe. I force myself back into consciousness; desperately gripping onto the real world.

A piercing scream slices through my head. I’m up in a flash, eyes wide open scanning the room. I’m in a hospital. Not a clean friendly looking one, one covered in dirt and blood. My heart misses a beat as my eyes fall upon an unrecognisable fleshy object sitting on the operating table. I look down where my left ankle was and scream. I realise within seconds this was a terrible mistake.

I hear the approaching noise of thundering footsteps. I panic and attempt to stand forgetting the absence of my left foot. My head hits the ground with a sickening thud. Blood blurs my vision; I thrash on the floor urgently looking for shelter. The bed. The footsteps are merely metres away and I hear the ancient creak of the door as I slip under the bed.

A deep commanding voice echoes around the room. “I know you’re in there.” There was something inhumane about the way the words were spoken. The stinking odour spiked my nostrils. It smelt like a mix of rotting flesh and human waste. I gagged, as the creature suddenly overturned the bed. A glinting sphere in his hand caught my eye. The oracle. 

Phoebe & Juliette, Robert May's School

Comment by Lorraine French on September 30, 2014 at 14:20

Dramatically my beloved heart promptly started to beat. Frustrated; and incredibly disappointed in myself, I gave a withering cry of despair. The atmosphere of the room seemed to be completely black. I could only picture two beefy figures. One with the oracle the other with a strange looking weapon. Dragging every part of their blood, anger and demonic power they called for silence. The room became desolated. Darkness emerged into their soul, for that moment and that moment only, my heart skipped a beat. One of figures tried to hit the object at me. I made a quick break for it. I rapidly grabbed the oracle and ran as fast as I could, I didn’t know where I was or where I was going, I just knew I had to go. After a short while I found myself in a cramped, desolated street. Looking behind my shoulder, I saw a sign saying “Belwood Hospital” it also said “CLOSED FOR REPAIR”. Admiring the precious sky, a rainbow catapulted from the heavens and appeared in the depths of the clouds. A mystifying voice came out of the heavens saying: “WELL DONE, WELL DONE”. Divine happiness drafted into my soul. The oracle and I started to levitate into the beautiful blue sky. The sun shone brighter than it ever had.


By David and John J

Trinity School

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