100WC Week 7

Stairs   river   pink   cooked   nervous

 

I remember the last text message conversation I had with my best friend. Sad is the only way to describe it. I said hi, she said bye. I wondered why and then called her. I asked her what was going on. She said she was nervous. I asked why and then she said she was at pink river, the only river in town. I walked down my stairs and cooked myself a fritter still talking to her. She eventually said bye. The line went dead. I called her again, voicemail. Again, voicmail. Again, voicmail. I knew what had happened. Pink river was known for it. It hard currents were hard to beat. My best friend has gone. Forever.

100wc- Term 3 Week 5

 

She hated me. She HATED me. I bet you’re wondering why. Let me tell you; Friday. My  favourite day of the week. Well not anymore. My and Ellie, we were best friends. We did everything together. We went to the ice-cream shop together, did homework together, watched T.V. together, we even read together. I hate fights. So I now hate Fridays. She just ignored all our history and in the blink of and eye ditched me. Just like that. And now I bet your wondering why she ditched me. And here’s why, no reason. I did nothing. Nothing at all. What did I do to deserve this. Nothing.

100WC- Week 4

   Prompt:…Flame   Ice   Lime   Regularly   Clock

 

As I stared at the clock, I couldn’t help but thinking “where is she.” She was regularly on time. I couldn’t wait any longer. I gripped the teddy bear tighter in my hand. Finally. She pulled up in the driveway.

I opened the door for her, she held the tiny flame in her hand. “Are you ready for this,” she asked.

“I sure am,” I replied and just like that, in a matter of seconds, my house was on fire. I smelt the burnt lime juice coming from the kitchen, I heard the sounds of my neighbors screaming and calling 000 saying I was an out of control child. I didn’t care. My heart was as cold as ice at that moment. I now regret it. Big time.

100wc- Term 3 Week 3

Prompt:

We’d been looking for ages, days in fact. Was it possible we’d found it or were we just hallucinating? I reached out to touch it, it was solid, real. “Guy’s, I’ve found,” I screamed at the top of my lungs. I couldn’t believe we were really doing this, I mean I’ve heard of runaway’s but this was extreme. We had been looking forward to the portal for years now. It was actually happening now. A group of 16-year-olds escaping the earth. I can’t believe I’m saying this but space here we come.

100WC- Term 2 Week 8

Prompt: however, she couldn’t believe what she had done
It was an ordinary Tuesday morning. For Alison anyhow. For any other girl, it would have been an unbelievably extraordinary morning. Alison was the princess of Clodania. Her story of being there was quite incredible. She was part of a competition to see which lady of Clodania would win the prince’s heart. She was in the final two and unfortunately did something awful. She sabotaged the other girl’s chances by putting a whoopee cushion on her seat. The king and queen were astonished. Alison was so close to winning however, she couldn’t believe what she had done. She owned up and that was a winner for the prince, honesty. Long story short, the two lived happily ever after.

100 WC- Week 8

Prompt: Bridge  Sprinkled  Pink  Daffodil  Huge

As I approached the old, moss-covered bridge my body flooded with hope. Maybe he had changed this time, maybe he was different. My grandfather lived in a huge house in the middle of nowhere surrounded by tiny, delicate daffodil’s and sprinkled with white daisies. I slowly walked across the bridge, being careful not to fall through missing gaps in the narrow path. I saw a blurry pink shape at the end of the bridge. I felt excitement rush through my body as I sprinted towards it. It was him, my grandfather, with someone else, a real estate agent!

 

100WC- Term 2 Week 7

 

I pass them once a week. I see people stopping to look at them, paint a picture of them, take photos of them. There was only one branch of them in the world and they were on my block. everyone had made estimations of what they are, or why they are there but I was the only one who knew its, or rather their secret. You see, at night these little blue an purple creatures break out of the spikes and go around town playing ticks on people. I’ve tried to stop them but it never works, they still go around now and have been for 50 years.

Prompt:

100WC- Week 6

 

Prompt: but I didn’t understand the instructions
It was here. The big brown parcel sat in front of me with my name in careful calligraphy. I stared at it for ages until finally, I decided to open it. I tore the wrapping apart and then I saw it, the biggest lego box in the world from my friend. She face- timed me the week after the parcel arrived and I showed her what I had done.
“What did you do,” she asked.
“Made the lego,” I responded.
“But you did it wrong,”
“I didn’t understand the instructions,” said. And that was it, she hung up on me.

100WC- Term 2 Week 5

Prompt: Can you invent a magical animal that could live in a magical place and tell us all about them?

“Her long legs paraded around town like a policeman taking care of the jail cells. Everyone always gazed at her beautiful, majestic body and long, shining horn. She was the leader of the unicorns up in the clouds. All obeyed her, all adored her and all loved her.” The funeral director sobbed as he said this, as well as everyone else. A black and white photo was placed on the horse shaped coffin with the extra edition of a horn hole cut into it. The land was gloomy and dark without her. “She will be sadly missed,” said the funeral director. A glow came from the coffin and the lid opened. Could it be possible?…

100WC- Term 2 Week 4

Prompt: ‘When did you arrive,’ I asked.

‘I came as soon as I could,’ I puffed.

‘Great,’ said my tutor. ‘Are you ready.’ She opened a glass cabinet and pulled out a thin, grey shoe box. She carefully lifted off the lid. Inside was the fluffiest, smallest, cutest creature in the world. I gazed at it in awe. It was incredible, unusual, it was crazy.

“Are we supposed to even have this,” I questioned.

“ No,” she replied. She handed me box and opened her front door, a suitcase in hand.

“That’s why I’m leaving.” She left me. She set me up. She couldn’t be trusted.

“When did you arrive,” I asked the creature. No reply. I didn’t know what to do. I hear sirens in the distance. Uh-oh!