Friday Story 5 - Steve Skidmore & Steve Barlow

It was a bad beginning, an even worse middle and the ending is in the balance…
I know this sounds like some mad story opening, but it isn’t! This is real - as real as the snowflakes falling on the parrot that’s sitting on my shoulder.
How could I have been so stupid as to get myself involved in such a crazy undertaking? Why did I listen to my even-more stupid brother? And why did I agree to come to this awful place?
Maybe if I tell you what happened, I’ll find the answers and get to an ending - and hopefully it will be a happy one…

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Comment by Sarah Love Mandurah Cath Coll WA on October 16, 2009 at 7:00
Chelsea Spry Yr7- Mandurah Catholic College Western Australia

How could I have been so stupid? Why did I agree to come on this stupid family trip? Was it the persuasion of my Mum? Or was it the ignorance of my Dad? No, it was the sheer fact that I just had to go that HE was waiting for me. The boy I had waited the whole year for, the person I had wasted my breath on so many times. As I cupped my hands under my chin and watched the infamous river whoosh by I started to think. Was it really worth it? All of the lovey-dovey stuff toward him just for the map? I decided yes if it was going to put me and my brother’s name in the history books of course it was worth it. As we pulled up to the dusty driveway; there he was waiting for me. As my mum gently stopped the car and I heard the sharp thud of the door closing, I ran as fast as I could towards him and opened my mouth to speak.
Comment by Caroline Roche on October 16, 2009 at 8:18
I mean “yes!” me and my brother would have our name in history, but how stupid must I have been to come to this place. At least we’d hope to have our name written in the stars. Who on earth would want to join a 12 year old boy (Me) and his 15 year old adolescent (worlds most annoying brother) on a rampage of crime and murder, just too continue the family name! So here we go a life time of running from Interpol and constantly having to worry who we where talking to, all to impress our doubtful father who kicked us out into the big wide world to fend for ourselves, is there no laws on that sort of thing?...

By Kai Mason and Harry Hennon (Year 8)
Comment by Anita Vine on October 16, 2009 at 9:34
Slowly I took a deep breath and wondered if I had made the right decision for me and my family. Frantically I made my mind up to continue this serious matter for my brother to get us in to the history books, even though he had committed a dreadful matter of crime. I couldn`t control my feet, my only advantage was my brain followed by my hands. I was stuck and was fearing from my every step-coming closer and closer. A shiver ran down my spine and my heart was beating heavily like a hundred elephants stampeding against me. I was scared stiff but I had to be courageous to continue this mission; my family was depending on me. This was our one and only chance to prove to the world that we were innocent and we were always ready for any challenge; We are a united family and we never backed down. Then I saw him, as soon as I stepped towards him my feelings changed, I was weak again...
By Darab and Abdullah
Comment by Craig Martin on October 16, 2009 at 10:03
The midnight moon glistened in the dark. Suddenly, 10 dark figures morphed
out of the shadows, surrounding us. I gasped in fear as 3 of the gang
grabbed my brother. Another 4 ran towards me. I ran through a gap in the
circle of figures, not daring to look back. As a came to an alley way, I
realised what I had done. I am so stupid to leave my brother like that. I
looked back. My brother was struggling to break free. One of them pulled a
pistol from his belt and aimed it at my brother. I couldn't watch and I
couldn't help.I looked away. BANG!...

by James and Evan
Comment by Anita Vine on October 16, 2009 at 11:11
NOOOOO! I screamed, there was no hope left for him. I looked back with tears rolling down my sullen cheeks, however I was astounded to see my brother rapidly limping as fast as he could. It was like a lion roaring through the velvet sky. IT WAS IMPOSSIBBLE! I looked in amazement. All I saw were 10 bodies littered everywhere in the thunderous rain which was hammering against the ground like a angry child hitting a window. My mind was spinning like a enormous tornado, what had happened? How was this miracle possible. All of a sudden a bolt of lightning hit me-Oh yes! He is a black belt karate champion. I kissed him because I was glad my mum forced him to join karate, despite the fact he had been shot on his leg. Crystal red blood poured out of his helpless shin. I blinked my eyes...hard... Was this real or was it all a huge dream? As we jogged to the corner we heard a strange moaning sound. I stopped and peered around the wall and saw..............
Darab & Abdullah. Pendle Vale College
Comment by Bev Humphrey, Woolwich Poly, UK on October 16, 2009 at 14:24
I could see something that looked like a vampire but couldn’t see properly because it was raining. I didn’t think it was someone nice; you wouldn’t expect to see someone in the night wearing a black cloak and definitely not with a trident, but how can it be a vampire if it had a trident. Oh, it is not a vampire or a devil with a trident it looked like it had a vampires tooth, a vampire’s cloak and a devils shaped head. It was, it couldn’t be it was a devil and a vampire put together. I had to tell mum about it,no,I know who I should tell Andy but I couldn’t he would obviously tell his mum and she would tell my mum and that will frighten her. But I couldn’t risk that. If she got scared she will go to the police and it will go on the paper and stuff. Plus people will start to bully me at school and on the bus. And that will make me frightened, embarrassed and hurt from the punches and getting scared while I say it. No I cant do it I must keep it to myself and only me…
By Avni and Ashish
Woolwich Poly
Comment by Linda Thiebaud on October 16, 2009 at 15:03
My brother’s sharp cry of pain woke me from my trance, and my head snapped up, adrenaline pulsing through my veins. ‘’Jared?’’ I asked worriedly, my voice shaking with fear. A deep, dark menacing voice cut through the frosty air and I froze, my heart frantically banging against my ribs. ‘’Who dares spill thy blood on my territory?!’’ My brother struggled to get up, a moan escaping from his lips. From pain or fear, I couldn’t tell. A shadow loomed above me causing me to yelp and jump back. The man’s eyes were a dark, crimson with flecks of sliver in them. His lip curled back, showing razor sharp, white teeth. My brother’s eyes fluttered open only to be closed again. ‘’Illinois, get out of here.’’ His words were empty though, for the cloak figure Jared’s fear was his amusement. I whipped around, anger boiling in my blood. ‘’You leave him alone!’’ I shout. The cloaked figure laughed, chilling me to the bone. It was a dark, cruel laugh that left you wondering if you were going to live. Slowly the man dropped into a crouch, his eyes sparkling wickedly, and pounced…
Comment by WP Central on October 16, 2009 at 15:59
Paragraph from Monk's Walk school (should be before two paragraphs above ;0) )
A figure lying on the floor in obvious distress. The figure was wearing a green jacket and a pointy green hat. His ears also had a slight point to them. I ran over to the figure dressed in green and look at it in astonishment. The eyes of the creature flicker open and its piercing green eyes shone on me, my heart skipped a beat and I felt dizzy. I knelt down and sat him up. A short smile flickered across his face, but that was soon overcome by pain and sorrow. “so, what is your name?” I ask…
Comment by Dhesiree Ellery Maggioni on October 16, 2009 at 17:01
He pounced over me, still in the air he turned into smoke. A dark and great smoke witch came into my eyes and mouth. I screamed with pain while that thing made me blind. A few seconds later I could see again, but everithing was red, the blood glew like a liquid lamp, the feeling of strength was spreading all over my body. I couldn't control myself. I was moving faster while running to my brother and put my fingers into his wound. He screamed and faced me. His eyes made me recover the control of my body. A ghostly voice said: "you're mine, you can't escape from me. Now kill him", then the dark smoke left my body and the cloaked figure...
Comment by Luis Octávio Hauschild, CBL Brazil
Comment by Allison Painich on October 16, 2009 at 21:52
After being raised in the glorious South Carolina, I thought I would never leave. Going to New York was a fabulous experience that I would never forget. Who would have ever imagined a 14 year old moving out of their parents home, and moving in with their 22 year old brother! In the beginning, I was scared, but then I suddenly felt on top of the world. While staying in the apartments, I met lots of new friends. I even had a handsome, new crush. I saw new things that I had never seen in South Carolina. Out of nowhere, good things started happening to me. New York became the place for me. My life was complete and exciting.

Written by: Myeshia, Jasmine, and Amber
Sallie Humble Elementary
Monroe, Louisiana, United States

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