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2/9/15 Priory School story 1 Jane Prowse http://www.hattorihachi.com

It was my worst nightmare.  I was alone, in the dark, unsure where I was or how I’d ended up there.  

It was hard to believe that only a few hours before I’d been lying on a beach in the hot sun with a large fruit punch cocktail in my hand, under a bright yellow umbrella, wearing my brand new orange polka dot bikini.  I’d felt so pleased with myself.  Who but me could have so easily won a competition for a holiday for all my family..?  All I’d had to do was send a photo of myself, my house, my Mum and my Dad and pets, which these days was just my terrier, Danny, and my guinea pig, Dora.

“Why I deserve a sunny break with my folks”, the competition had been called, and I’d told them exactly why we deserved to win, in just thirty words.  “Because my Dad lost his job and we’re broke; Mum’s worn out worrying and I’m going crazy cooped up in my bedroom with no pocket money and nothing to do”.

Only now, as I stretched out my hand and felt the cold concrete of what felt like some kind of underground bunker, did it start to dawn on me that the whole things might just be some horrible, terrifying scam...

 

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Comment by Miss Errington on September 2, 2015 at 9:49

As soon as the girl realised that something was going on she went to her room so she could find out and to try to find some clues .So she went to the doctors to see if anything was going on with her, but it was real, it’s all real, nothing is wrong with her. So she went home and she worked out more in her room.  We wonder but she needs to know more. She went to the graveyard to try to find out more. She saw a figure call out and said something.       It was coming for her.

Jesse rye Robert Vincent hirum  O’connor

Comment by Miss Errington on September 2, 2015 at 11:08

As a shiver rains down her spine she could fell something behind her. She was terrified…She leaped on her feet and sprinted for her life. As she got back on the beach it was starting to get dark, like pitch black. No one was near her, she frozen as an ice cube. As the figure came towards her she started to run for her life was alone. When she turns around she saw a bit of a shadowy figure, her body was as but whenever she ran it came close to her. In ten minutes she returned home, she locked every door and covered all the gapes in every room. But it was not enough to keep the beast away. One light was off and so it got in…

 

Riley Hazelwood, George Corder and Lewis Barton

Comment by Miss Errington on September 2, 2015 at 12:06

So she hid under the covers hoping that the beast wouldn’t find her… But he did. The beast ripped off the covers but there was no one there. So she thought it was just a noise in her head but it wasn’t, because it was a ghost and the ghost was transparent, so she never found out who it was. She thought it was just a noise in her head all this time and then one day she got a pair off ghost goggles and then looked around her house and then found the ghost in her cupboard, she knew it wasn’t just a noise in her head.

     LARA CHAMBERS         ELEANOR STOTHER

Comment by Miss Errington on September 2, 2015 at 13:59

Running into the bathroom, she threw the goggles on the dusty, damp floor. Screaming for help she grabbed a knife nearby her. Her tears were bleeding, scarring her face. Suddenly out of nowhere, a petrifying figure stormed through the door even though it was locked! Luckily the girl had escaped through the window into her father’s old bedroom. She trembled under the covers wishing it will all be over soon. Creeping behind her into the bedroom was a killer clown...

She threw the sharp blade at its horrifying face. Red, raw blood dripped from the clown, which had made a blood bath. Rapidly the girl threw herself into the front door and ran…

 Rebecca Parkin                                     Jessica Dalton

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