My F̶̢̣̠̪̝̣̟̖̓͑̂̓͜r̸̳̓̊̋͂̅̄̕ỉ̵̯̈́̎͆͘̕ę̶͙͙̭͂͆̈́̄̋͝͝n̵̬̺͓͔͉͍̠̈́̅͐̿̈́̂̕̕d̵̢̢͍͇̳͎̲͑͠s̵̡͖̭͕͕͎̲̩̲̋́̽̾̈́̕ (Mum’s POV)
Mum’s POV of My F̶̢̣̠̪̝̣̟̖̓͑̂̓͜r̸̳̓̊̋͂̅̄̕ỉ̵̯̈́̎͆͘̕ę̶͙͙̭͂͆̈́̄̋͝͝n̵̬̺͓͔͉͍̠̈́̅͐̿̈́̂̕̕d̵̢̢͍͇̳͎̲͑͠s̵̡͖̭͕͕͎̲̩̲̋́̽̾̈́̕
It’s a really rainy afternoon today! I don’t want my son to get wet so I’ll just have to keep him in this house for now. I will just cook lunch and I hope he won’t sneak out. I’m very worried that my son will never have friends in his life.. *Creak* Huh? What’s that noise? I will check it out. Hmh, nothing. Well let me get back to what I was doing! *1 Hours later.* “Son! Lunch is ready!” What? No replies? “SON?!” I yelled. I guess I can check his room. “Hey son, Lunch is ready!” I exclaimed. Wait? Where is he?! I searched for him around the house, nothing. The only place I haven’t searched is outside, there’s no way he could be there! He’s a good child who listens anyways. Well I guess I can take a look at the window. There he is, oh he’s going to get in big trouble! Hey wait, why is he laughing by himself in the rain? This boy is crazy. I will just call him now! “Oi! What are you doing playing in the rain alone?!” I yell. “Alone? Playing alone? My friends are literally right here?” My son replies. Friends? What friends.. I see my son turn back and he follows me to the kitchen. *A Few Hours Later.* I tuck my son to bed and go to my own bed, I then fall asleep. *8 Hours Later* Ahh, great morning, finally shining for once! I get out of bed and make some breakfast. Time to wake up my son. I walk into his room, and something seems off. I thought I closed the window, and he doesn’t really sleep with his blanket covering his head? I yell, “Hey! Wake up!” No answers. I guess he’s just very tired today. I take off the blanket and yell, “Wake up!” When I soon stopped blinking I saw, pillows?! That boy must’ve escaped through the window! He might’ve ran away! I will eat, change and soon call the cops! *After eating and changing quickly* I will just drive to the police station! *After reaching the Police Station.* “Police! Police! My son has gone missing! Please help me find him!” I yelled. “Okay ma’am, please tell me your son’s details.” The Police replied. *After writing the details down.* “Okay now have a safe weekend.” The Police spoke. I drove back to my place and calmed myself down. Then I heard a phone call, I heard the phone say, “Ma’am we have found your son, he is in an abandoned shack with some corpses. We will analyse the corpse and we will take your son back home.” Corpses?! This is crazy! The son was then taken back home. He must be sleeping right now. Days and Nights past, still the son hadn’t woken up. People say, the son had been cursed by the 2 children who had the same experience but with an adult who killed them.
My F̶̢̣̠̪̝̣̟̖̓͑̂̓͜r̸̳̓̊̋͂̅̄̕ỉ̵̯̈́̎͆͘̕ę̶͙͙̭͂͆̈́̄̋͝͝n̵̬̺͓͔͉͍̠̈́̅͐̿̈́̂̕̕d̵̢̢͍͇̳͎̲͑͠s̵̡͖̭͕͕͎̲̩̲̋́̽̾̈́̕ (My Friends) My creative writing story.
My F̶̢̣̠̪̝̣̟̖̓͑̂̓͜r̸̳̓̊̋͂̅̄̕ỉ̵̯̈́̎͆͘̕ę̶͙͙̭͂͆̈́̄̋͝͝n̵̬̺͓͔͉͍̠̈́̅͐̿̈́̂̕̕d̵̢̢͍͇̳͎̲͑͠s̵̡͖̭͕͕͎̲̩̲̋́̽̾̈́̕
It was a rainy afternoon, a vision caught my eyes so I went to look out the window and I saw 2 kids my age playing in the rain. I watch in despair, as my mother wouldn’t let me play in the rain, as she cares about my health. I’m thankful for that but still, I might as well be dying of boredom! So a very evil plan came up in my head, and I decided to try it out. I was going to sneak out of my house and try hanging out with those kids! As I did the exact plan, the floor wood of my house creaked. I ran outside and closed the door quietly. I could see my mother checking the noise, thankfully I was outside. I walked up to the kids and asked, “Hey, could I hang with you?” The kids didn’t answer, one shook my hand, so I think that was a yes! We were dancing and laughing in the rain, well only I was actually laughing. We played for hours! Until, my mother came outside and yelled, “Oi! What are you doing playing in the rain alone?!” I reply back, “Alone? Playing alone? My friends are literally right here?” I turn back to see nothing. That’s strange. I follow my mother back inside, as I look behind me, still nothing. *A Few Hours later.* The night takes over. My mum tucks me in bed as I still look through the window. This time I saw my friends, I couldn’t be so happy in my life! Another evil idea struck my head and I opened the window and climbed out to my friends. I stayed as quiet as ever. I spoke in my head, “Mum wouldn’t worry! I will run away.” So I walked away in silence and ran to my friends. I hugged them tight when I saw them walking away, I didn’t wanna get left behind so I followed them. They led me to a shack which was very clean! There was no one inside, they must be siblings and live alone. I didn’t think anything of it and came inside. As I walked in, I could smell such a beautiful taste of food. I followed the smell and I found my friends on the table with a big feast! I was so hungry before, I’m so glad I got to eat! I ate and they put some blankets on the sofa for me to sleep. The night took over once again and I fell asleep.
“What if?” Writing by SadawC.
Task Description: I made a story about our “What If?” Task from 2 weeks ago. Its theme is “What if you had superpowers?” I based mine on a girl who could breathe and see properly in water! Enjoy!
Measurement & Geometry (Mixed) W/ Moe and Maia
Task Description: Me, Moe and Maia worked on our Measurements and Geometry (Mixed) Maths task. It was very hard but we soon worked harder and finished. Hope you like it!
My Leadership Poster
Task Description: For Creative Arts and Making Hour We had to make a Leadership Poster, Here’s mine, I hope you enjoy!
Tangled, The Story of Lilly
Task Description: This week Maia and I wrote a Narrative story about a girl named Lilly who has to face the wrath of Maths!
2022, A new year, but nothing seems to change-? I woke up, did my usual morning routine and went off to school. Schools tough, Especially Math Class. Everyone said, “New year, New change. I can’t see any changes? I don’t even think I will ever change. Well I hope Maths Class isn’t on the schedule. I look at the new timetable and what do I see? Math class, but double! Which means 2 hours of maths! “Noo!” People watch me having a meltdown and look at me funny, like I’m so crazy. As if. (My friend agrees I am crazy, She just lost her mind, don’t mind her.) Anyway now I have to face the wrath of my math teacher, Mr Rumsqueek, oh noo. . . *Bell rings* I slowly made my way to Room 7, my classroom, then I went to sit on my selected seat. (Which was unfortunately on the front row. under the eye of Mr Rumsqueek!) “Okay class,” Mr Rumsqueek began. As I heard the bell ring I sat silently, wishing Mr Rumsqueek wouldn’t choose me to answer some of the questions on the whiteboard. I made sure not to make eye contact with him so he wouldn’t choose me. Now I should be good to go. Mr Rumsqueek peered at everyone and glared at me. He then pointed at me and said, “You, come answer this question.” I walk quietly up to the whiteboard and I feel like a burning potato. “This is officially the worst day of my life.” I murmured. The question was a hard one 1⁄4 of 85.5! Not even my classmates couldn’t figure it out, I looked at my friend, Violet. She shrugged. Oh come on! This is so hard. I reached for the whiteboard marker and wrote 15.5 on the board, it was a good guess I suppose. Mr Rumsqueek glared at me then looked at the board and snapped, “wrong answer. You are very dumb!” “How rude, not even my classmates knew what the answer was, at least just say nice try.” I yelled. “How dare you talk to me like that! You will go to detention for the rest of the week!” Mr Rumsqueek declared. Oh no, not on the first day of the year. Anyway, after the last bell of the day I headed towards the detention room, the teacher on duty for the detention room was, you guessed it, Mr Rumsqueek. He walked up to where I was sitting and barked “500 lines of, I will always speak kindly to Me Rumsqueek, 100 a day.” This is going to be torture, for sure. My wrist already hurts from writing that essay in Math. Now this is just pain, pure pain! Luckily my big brother gave Mr Rumsqueek some reasons why I should stop writing lines, and Phew! Then my brother guided me to the bathroom, and before I knew what was happening he locked me in. I mean, as long as the school won’t close I will be fine! *Lights shut* AHHH! NO NO NO I’M SCARED OF THE DARK! I walk up to the window and try opening it. Aha! I found a paperclip, it looks like someone left it in the sink. Strange. I unlocked the bathroom door and slipped out, quietly. Everything was dark, I wished I hadn’t watched that Horror school Movie. The whole school was dark except for a flickering light in the distance. Oh no this makes me even more scared. I slowly made my way towards the light and there was a weird noise, scary! I screamed. There had been a movement! I wish I could vanish into thin air. I am so frightened. Until all the lights came back on and- Mr Rumsqueek and Principal Gray?! Oh, this is not funny! “Oh yes it is!” My brother exclaimed. Oh god, not my brother either.
