Your 100 Word Challenge this week is to write 100 words – no more, no less – based on the prompt – The Visitors.
We have really enjoyed reading a short sci-fi story this week about Earth visitors to Mars! Will this inspire your prompt? Who are these mysterious visitors?
I can’t wait to read them!
Miss T
The Visitors
The year is 2089 and they did it. They allowed in the outsiders. We have no power against them. The government gave up control. It is down to us to form a resistance and take back what is ours… Freedom.
We should have learned the lessons from the terrible wars of the past. Again we were fooled into believing that the ‘visitors’ had come to help us. We should have learned. The Truth Is Out There.
We have to act now. We must never forget the lessons of our history or we are doomed to keep repeating it.
The Visitors
I sat bolt upright. I was trying to recover from my terrible nightmare. My heart thumped as I lay there. In my dream there were visitors who came in the night and took me away. They tried to kill me and that’s when I awoke. Suddenly there was a knock – I thought I must be dreaming again. As I crept down the stairs, the front door smashed open. Three men with guns ran past me and into the house. They started shooting at me and all of a sudden the house went up in flames. No-one could make it out…
It was 2050 when it happened an aircraft fell though the sky but it didn’t seem like any other plane I’v seen. it was sort of circular almost like an UFO .there was a huge fire after the crash. it was the visitors . when i first saw it it had 3 eyes 2 large arms but no legs and yes i did pinch my self before saying it was real and was i can’t think of any animal on earth that had 3 eyes and 2 large arms . imagine if monkeys evolve and get and three eyes two large arms .
now i know that scientists have been looking for evidence that aliens exist but this is my evidence.
The Visitors
We were having a Sunday breakfast when we got a phone call. My dad picked up the phone and started talking. He said that the Blurbs are coming to stay with us for a while because there was an Earthquake on Mars.
It was a week since the Blurbs came and it was horrible. They burp and fart when we are having dinner, they snore so loudly that the next door neighbors could hear them. But worst of all, their child always bullied other children. I told him to stop punching and kicking this little kid.
He turned on me.
THE VISITORS
They came. They came from the stars. They were superior to us so we were beaten. But we managed to survive and resist the swarms from the sky. First they took out the Europa colony, then Mars. After that there was one last obstacle: Earth! The battles were long and almost impossible to win. But the world was fighting together. A scientist was taken to a wreck and he observed the alien corpses. The bodies had human DNA. He explained that they were evolved humans who had tried to wipe out their own ancestors because they made a horrible mistake.
As Clara stared out of the grimy window, a grey, stuttering ship made its way down to the Mars-port. Swirling red eddies wisped around the bottom of the aircraft as precisely eight hooded creatures stepped out onto the landing square. Was this an invasion?
Creeping behind the reception desk, Clara saw the list of names being silently ticked off. A woman was telling them what room go to. “Room 122” she muttered, “Room 123…”. She kept on going until Clara heard her room number. She gasped, these weren’t good aliens. She’d glimpsed them before. They were the Subjugators. She ran hastily up to her room to forewarn her parents, but they were gone. And in their place; pure terror…
They knocked.We all laid on the stairs clenching each overs palms.a illuminous glow beamed behind the window.like a northern light.our hearts pounded and pounded.What was behind the door?who is behind the door?terror and adrenaline filled us with shock. Suddenly there was a scream.Not any scream but a child’s scream.it repeated like a clock going again and again and again.none of us knew what was going on.All we could see was a old wooden door.are hands shaked and trembled.who would be brave anough to step up to the door?then the door creaked open.there was nothing just emptiness…!!!