3/3/16 Story 3 Tommy Donbavand

My fingers raced over the keyboard, tapping in one potential password after another.  BEEP!  ERROR!  BEEP!  ERROR!  BEEP!  ERROR!

It wasn’t easy to do – especially with the alarms blaring out, lights flashing, and the heavy footsteps telling me that an entire platoon of guards was running down the corridor towards me.  But I had to keep going.  I had to find the right password, and stop the missiles from launching!

            All around the room, people lay unconscious – some slumped over the polished table, others lying on the thick-carpeted floor.  The Prime Minister himself was out cold in his chair, head lolling back as though he was in the midst of a cosy afternoon nap.

            The soldiers were getting closer now; I had thirty seconds left at best.  Thirty seconds to crack the code and stop the UK from bombing Russia and starting the third world war.  And all because 10 Downing Street’s pet cat had peed on the control panel and caused a short circuit!


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Comment by Andy taylor on March 3, 2016 at 8:55

… the guards burst through the door and formed a tight circle around me… you could hear the constant clicking and fumbling of the cold, hard guns. Then a shout from the Captain drowned out all other noises and his men raised their guns.

“How am I going to get out of this mess?” I thought nervously to myself.

Then I turned round to give the password one last shot. I was sweating with fear and I couldn’t help but to mumble the passcode out loud. Then I reached for the last letter.

“What are you doing?” yelled the Captain violently. But I was too late. He shot his deadly pistol.

“AHHH!!!” I cried, as the bullet ripped through my fore arm.

I looked down; there was a dark red hole in my arm. I knew that somewhere amongst all that flesh and blood was the bullet. I was in pain but I had to do this for my country! I hastily pressed the enter button and fell to the floor reeling in agony…


By Nathan and Freddie Easebourne C.E Primary School

Comment by Kevin Sheehan on March 3, 2016 at 9:44

...I knew that something will happen to me. Something serious, something that can't explain and really painful. But I have to do it for my country and I will never give it up! I felt like something raised me up. I didn't  feel anything after that. My mind was in another place. Somewhere, where is peace. No war, no death. Is it possible? Is it possible, that peoples would not think about guns and death?

"HELP, Somebody!!" I screamed for help, but nobody heard me. I was lonely in a big room. I wasted a lot of blood. I almost died. I was left alone with Captain Violently.....

By Miriam Mihalffy and Nikoletta Nytko  Loreto High School.

Comment by Tricia Oyston on March 3, 2016 at 10:56

… I tried to get up but my arm couldn’t bear the weight.  I was slipping into the world of unconsciousness. The lights started fading gradually. Darkness surrounded me. Then a small blinding light appeared growing bigger by the second. Then I saw her, glowing contently. She seemed so happy here.

“You can do it, you can do it my child” She said.

“You’re not real, your…dead…this is not possible” I stuttered

“Anything is real if you believe in it” She responded, in her silky voice.

Her voice started fading away as I regained consciousness but her soft voice stayed in my head refusing to leave, You can do it, you can do it…

Suddenly, my eyes shot open and I saw Captain’s large silhouette looming over my small, crumpled body. I turned my head to the screen of the computer to see if my mission was completed. The password was still loading. In my anger I jolted the main cable of the computer and it came out. It shut down. My hopes drained out of my body.

“You see what you’ve done now you stupid boy. I knew that you that you could never do it. You’ll never live up to your father’s standards, but then again your father never had any standards,” yelled the Captain, staring at me with his piercing black eyes.

“Don’t you ever talk about my father like that,” I screamed. Painfully, I stood up. My hand clenched into a fist. I threw the punch…


By Bushra, Arabella and Cordelia


Sheffield High School

Comment by Emily Seed on March 3, 2016 at 11:55

The Cat Died “Its All Over Now Fluffy’s Dead” Say The Prime Minister She Was The Only One Who Knew How To Fix This Thing, Unless We Found Professor Cena The Mega Mind Parrot Who Was One Of The Masons And Is Now Locked Away In A Illuminati Prison.

The British soldiers went out to the Illuminati Prison, under water, to collect the mega mind parrot. Stupidly, one of the soldiers legit shot himself in the brain and clearly died, well what would you expect he shot himself! When the British Soldiers arrived at the Ocean they relised they had no submarine, so they attempted to swim and half of them died because they forgot they can’t breathe under water.

They arrived.

The soldiers were able to see the parrot, but for a period of time 23 seconds, which is an illuminati number.

By Akeem (The Writer), Noah, Albie, Alex, Anshuman.

The Charter School

Comment by Nicola Gowing on March 3, 2016 at 12:50

The soldiers were floating on the Atlantic Ocean before coming across an island.  


Adam awoke from his chair and his maths teacher was nagging him to listen.  She was droning on about something regarding cylinder volume. Adams mind wandered as he knew he would never need to work out the volume of a cylinder, he must have fallen asleep again because there was a blaring sound of alarms.


Adam looked up but he was still in his maths class. It was the fire alarm. Adam thought it was just a fire drill but as he left his classroom, he was blinded by thick smoke. His head got lighter and lighter and all he saw was the floor getting closer and closer to him.


He was hit in the face by Natasha, who was violently waking him up, but he finally woke up and found that the flames were metres away from his head.


He ran out of the school gates to see the rest of the school lined up. Miss Pulford was standing there with a face like thunder.




The school bully, Kayleigh, was standing with the rest of the maths class and Kayleigh was laughing at Adam. Adam quickly realised Kayleigh would be in Detention. And every time Adam and Kayleigh met Adam received a bloody nose.


Adam slowly walked in detention with his head bowed…



By Adam, Natasha and Kayleigh

Great  Yarmouth High School 

Comment by Karen King - Oakbank School on March 3, 2016 at 13:40

He walked into the stuffy small room; he sat down near the back window.

“Hello Adam.” said Mr Smith, as he stared blankly at his newspaper.

“Hello sir…” Adam said staring at the table. Adam sighed and took out his reading book.  He was reading about motorbikes, he slowly flipped the pages of the book losing interest. Adam looked out of the window and started to daydream. He was thinking about when he’d get out of detention. He would play on his Xbox, call his best friend Casey and eat chocolate cake. Suddenly, Mr Smith shouted in his ear “Do you want to stay in school?!” Adam sighed and started reading his book again. Mr Smith walked back to his desk when the bell went. Adam stood up and picked up his book and put his book into his bag. When Adam got out of school, he spotted Kayleigh.

“Well, well, well look who crawled out of detention.”

“ I’m not in the mood!” said Adam, storming down the hill.

Kayleigh hated people who talked back at her.

She looked down the hill staring at Adam.

“Hey!” Adam stopped and saw Casey running after him. The two walked down the steep, long hill. When they arrived at Adam’s house, Adam’s mum greeted them at the door.

"Oh Adam, just who I needed!" said his mum. "Kaylegh's mum has to go into hospital, so I've said Kayleigh can stay for a week or so - won't that be fun..?"

By Imogen and Lilybeth

Oakbank Schoo

Comment by Emily Seed on March 3, 2016 at 14:57

screamed “NOOO!” That fat little cow is going to eat all our food. Imagine she’s only 14 and she is 20 stone the amount of food she’s eats. Adam’s mum shouts “HOW DARE YOU!!”, “she been through lot and this is definitely not how you treat your visitor.”             


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