19/10/2011 Alan Gibbons

He called my mobile on the hour, every hour. He rang. I picked up. He waited for a moment then hung up. All I heard was a man's shallow breathing then one word: 'Soon.' It had been going on for a week. He rang during the day. He rang during the night. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't think. The only respite was when my parents were in the room. Then I would get a text. It was the same word. 'Soon.' Ten minutes ago something changed. He rang on the hour. He waited for a moment. Before he hung up he said a single word. This time it wasn't 'Soon.' It was 'Now.'

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Comment by Sarah Love Mandurah Cath Coll WA on October 19, 2011 at 8:20

... I got another call at school, I thought I could concentrate on leaving the classroom in five minutes for the weekend but then “Beep, beep” a text. The message wasn’t due in 50 minutes. I was     too frightened to look but I had to face my fears.The text read ‘sooner’ I started to wonder what was the point in this but by the time the bell rang another text was sent but this one was different all that filled the screen was the words ‘even sooner.‘ I was cautious with everything and I looked at everyone even the shadows of the people walking past. I was outta the school grounds walking home within a minute. Then my mobile beeped once again. I really wish I could throw the mobile at the ground with the frustration I was starting to feel but I had to see what it read, this time it was not like any other. I could feel my face getting pale as the text read ....   

Comment by R Buckland on October 19, 2011 at 9:49

Jake Chippendale, and Johnny Reay. Ripley St Thomas CE Acadamy.

NOW... I started to run down the street.I got to the local park, and my phone beeped again... It read "watch your back". I spun around,looking each and every way my eye could meet. In the very corner of my eye I saw a sly figure, walking in a black hooded jacket. I could not see the mysterious figure's face or any features of his person. The only thing that i could see was was an old style mobile phone which was held up to his ear. I felt a buzz against my hip, and I saw a grin coming from the figure in the distance, with yellow teeth. The murderous grin lingered for several seconds, and the adrenaline kicked in, and again, I began to run. Everywhere I turned there seemed to be a similiar looking person stalking me, as if he were the hunter, stalking his prey. As the adrenaline drained from my body, all I could remember was the melicious grin. I stopped and turned around, and the figure re-appeared right in front of my face. The hot stinking breath, triggered sweat down my back like a river. His brooding eyes, freezing me to the spot like a rabbit in the headlights of a 4x4 truck. The figure removed the hood of his jacket showing a face of  bone white flesh. His permanently blood-shot eyes were still staring right into mine, sending lightning bolts of ice straight down my spine. He said...

Comment by Jayne Davidson, WHHS, UK on October 19, 2011 at 11:03

 “Hello again” licking his lips, which were
blood red. He smiled cruelly at the horror my face revealed. I backed away

“This isn’t
happening, you should be dead.” The scene replayed in my mind’s eye,  I remembered how I was cutting her sandwich in
half. I remembered how my uncle snuck up on me. Worst of all, I remembered how
I spun around accidentally burying the knife deep in his chest.

“Well, I’m
obviously not. I’m here and I’m having my revenge on you!” he said cruelly. A
burst of adrenaline willed my legs to sprint to the top of the hill. I looked
behind me, a black blur rushed past my face. 
Dazed and disorientated I wobbled and fell. I struggled to stand up and
looked down the hill. He wasn’t there. I felt someone’s eyes boring into me. I
turned around and to my utter horror found that he was right next to me. He
roughly grabbed my collar and pulled me off my feet.

coming with me.”  The last thing I saw
was the evil glare in his blood shot eyes …


 By Cyrus Bryan, Sean Moore, Cross D’Rozario

West Hatch

Comment by Lorraine French on October 19, 2011 at 11:48

...he wrapped a cloth around my mouth trapping my freedom of screaming.

He pulled me across the street, where I saw my fate.


 As he pulled me in, my eyes caught the sight of the knife with my name on it.

He sat me down on the log next to the knife of my nightmares. The bloodshot eyes of him reached mine, he picked up the knife.

Then he said “This is the last day of your life. Hope you said bye!”...

 By Emily Newnham and Natalie Fabian

Trinity School, Belvedere

Comment by Adam Lancaster on October 19, 2011 at 13:09

My chest grew tighter, making me gasp for air through my tears. He grew nearer, holding the knife up to his head. I knew this was it. I was going to die whether I liked it or not. I could barely see anymore as I was growing faint, but I could hear him creeping towards me. In the darkness I could see a mad grin stuck to his grey face.

Suddenly someone smashed through the big doo, holding something big in their hands. I could see the shady outline of a person, whoever it was they were shouting angrily. I soon became unconscious.

When I woke up I was next Finn, one of my closest friends. He explained how he had heard me screaming and had come and had seen a glance of my uncle before he ran away. I was glad to still be alive but something still didn’t seem right.  I was right to not feel safe, because moments later he came back and he wasn’t alone...


Lucy Whittaker, Hope Jones, Emily Markwick. Monk's Walk School

Comment by Allison Painich on October 19, 2011 at 15:30
He had about 6 other people who had black hoodies. They had their names carved into their knife. Meanwhile, he walked up behind me, and he slipped the knife across my neck. I didn't know what was going to happen next. I asked why he decided to do this, and he told me the same thing I've heard before....REVENGE. "Why revenge?" I asked. He gave me this terrible flashback from college. We had an argument about why I didn't let him use my textbook which ended in failure. I failed my class and was kicked out of college. Since that day I left college, my dreams were crushed. Why, you ask? Because I wanted to know why you wanted revenge. Well, now you know. Say good-bye to the world. You should know if somebody ruined your life you don't have to ruin their's.

Diamond and Elaisa
PS 152
Bronx, New York

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