Everything is a blur, my head is spinning, no no NO why did I do it. I should not have believed the those traitors they led me through the wrong path and now the consequences are laydend in my arms… the noises around me are my final things I will here. The dropping of the nuclear weapons up in the sky. I have turned to be a murderer every time I shoot and the blood pours out I crumble. The police are coming but I’m not going to run I’m just going to wait for a bomb to fall… Striked
Sirens. That deafening sound was the last thing I heard. I remember these men crowding around me; I then knew something was up. One of them drew a gun from their pocket and held it up to my face. It was late at night and there was no one to help. I didn’t know who these men were or what they wanted so I tried to flee. While running, I then felt a bullet enter my skin. Blood flowed from the wound as I fell to the ground. I still don’t know who those men were or what they wanted….
What?! Cmon I have to do this! All I have to do is keep going! If I don’t hurry up then my parents might perish and I have to make sure that my grampar doesn’t escape prison or he could do something bad, very bad. He is in the army but he lost his mind and he bombs his own country. There is a war going on and every two minutes I here a scream then a bang then SILENCE……..
BY PHOEBE!!
police,
police were standing out side a house that has been on my list for a long time,but why, I hadn’t figured out ,unless less they’re after me. Well I murder people and the next victim was a girl that has something I have wanted from twenty years onwards. Now it is in my reach. that thing is life, did you really think I would turn up as human. The last strike and it was mine.watch out I’m behind you. but remember I’m a ghost.
This was it… I needed to do this. If I didn’t who knows what would happen my right eye closed my left staring straight forward. My heart pounding against my chest. I felt like it was about to burst out of my ribcage. My finger hovering over the trigger. My palms sweating. I could hear the shouting of my comrades. It was shoot or be shot. But I don’t have the guts to kill someone well not just yet. I was scared I didn’t know what happened at that moment. I dealt the final strike. What did I just do?
I stood on the stage nervously, Ant and Dec were grinning at me as they were about to announce the winner. I clutched Jamie’s sweaty palm and i closed my throbbing eyes.If i won this it would be a total shock, i just know Jamie deserves to win. Stanley had predicted that i would win and Dennis predicted Jamie would win. I was certain that the public wouldn’t want me to be crowned as their jungle champion, but i guess i was wrong. “The QUEEN of 2017 is TOFF!” Jamie was the final strike, and i was the jungle champion.
Tick tock, Tick tock. I have run out of time, the last strike had been and gone. I will hear a knock on the flimsy door any minute; they will lock me up for what I have done. Where should I hide her body? Crimson blood clouds my judgement, as I realise this gunshot will stay with me for the rest of my life. It all happened so fast I was angry but not that angry. The bitter taste of guilt throbs like the open wounds of the victim lying at my feet. I have to run. They are here
That smell of my Master, I knew it would be burned in my nostrils forever. My hands were searing with pain from my labouring days’ work. The usual chocolate colour was erased, and white callouses thickened from hauling sacks of sugar cane. What had I done to deserve such inequality? The fresh marks from my last punishment were engraved on my wrists and back. My Master walked up to the steps towards me with a whip. He thwacked me and pain shot through my back. I fell to the ground sobbing. I would make sure it would be last one.
Everything is a blur, my head is spinning, no no NO why did I do it. I should not have believed the those traitors they led me through the wrong path and now the consequences are laydend in my arms… the noises around me are my final things I will here. The dropping of the nuclear weapons up in the sky. I have turned to be a murderer every time I shoot and the blood pours out I crumble. The police are coming but I’m not going to run I’m just going to wait for a bomb to fall… Striked
Sirens. That deafening sound was the last thing I heard. I remember these men crowding around me; I then knew something was up. One of them drew a gun from their pocket and held it up to my face. It was late at night and there was no one to help. I didn’t know who these men were or what they wanted so I tried to flee. While running, I then felt a bullet enter my skin. Blood flowed from the wound as I fell to the ground. I still don’t know who those men were or what they wanted….
What?! Cmon I have to do this! All I have to do is keep going! If I don’t hurry up then my parents might perish and I have to make sure that my grampar doesn’t escape prison or he could do something bad, very bad. He is in the army but he lost his mind and he bombs his own country. There is a war going on and every two minutes I here a scream then a bang then SILENCE……..
BY PHOEBE!!
police,
police were standing out side a house that has been on my list for a long time,but why, I hadn’t figured out ,unless less they’re after me. Well I murder people and the next victim was a girl that has something I have wanted from twenty years onwards. Now it is in my reach. that thing is life, did you really think I would turn up as human. The last strike and it was mine.watch out I’m behind you. but remember I’m a ghost.
i hope you don’t forget
This was it… I needed to do this. If I didn’t who knows what would happen my right eye closed my left staring straight forward. My heart pounding against my chest. I felt like it was about to burst out of my ribcage. My finger hovering over the trigger. My palms sweating. I could hear the shouting of my comrades. It was shoot or be shot. But I don’t have the guts to kill someone well not just yet. I was scared I didn’t know what happened at that moment. I dealt the final strike. What did I just do?
I stood on the stage nervously, Ant and Dec were grinning at me as they were about to announce the winner. I clutched Jamie’s sweaty palm and i closed my throbbing eyes.If i won this it would be a total shock, i just know Jamie deserves to win. Stanley had predicted that i would win and Dennis predicted Jamie would win. I was certain that the public wouldn’t want me to be crowned as their jungle champion, but i guess i was wrong. “The QUEEN of 2017 is TOFF!” Jamie was the final strike, and i was the jungle champion.
Tick tock, Tick tock. I have run out of time, the last strike had been and gone. I will hear a knock on the flimsy door any minute; they will lock me up for what I have done. Where should I hide her body? Crimson blood clouds my judgement, as I realise this gunshot will stay with me for the rest of my life. It all happened so fast I was angry but not that angry. The bitter taste of guilt throbs like the open wounds of the victim lying at my feet. I have to run. They are here
That smell of my Master, I knew it would be burned in my nostrils forever. My hands were searing with pain from my labouring days’ work. The usual chocolate colour was erased, and white callouses thickened from hauling sacks of sugar cane. What had I done to deserve such inequality? The fresh marks from my last punishment were engraved on my wrists and back. My Master walked up to the steps towards me with a whip. He thwacked me and pain shot through my back. I fell to the ground sobbing. I would make sure it would be last one.
Three in a row, Clio! Great work!