“A Life of Stories”

Chapter 1

Lily was supposed to be normal. She wished she could be. After a long day of normal school the constant reminder that she wasn’t normal hung in the air around her.

She had powers, powers from an ancient line of magic users that the world had barely knew of, of course meaning that she always had to be careful of such a secret. Ever since she was little life just seemed bad for her, her dad and mom had divorced and all they do is argue , her older sister simply ignores her and now she had to go to a school that barely noticed her existence.

So what was Lily Amber going to do? ….

She had to find a way to make her better, through the most powerful magic of all…

Friendship? She didnt have friends, Love? no , didnt have much that.

Storytelling? Definitely, it was her talent and the thing that made her happy,so she was gonna use it in the real world.

Challenges would come, yes, but she was determined to turn her life around. And so, like pokémon, our  journey begins.

“LUI SCARLET GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUTTA THAT BED RIGHT NOW”,  screamed my sister, Poppy,  right into my left ear. It’s the first day back to school, so Poppy being Poppy expects us to be ready to leave like an hour before school. It means more free time, but it also means getting up way earlier than necessary. “ go away Poppy, no one likes the morning”. “I think that by ‘ everyone’, you mean everyone except you. Everyone else is ready, so just get up already”. “Fine”.

My parents died in a house fire when I was 5, so ever since Poppy has been taking care of us. That is me, Lucas and susie. Lucas and me have been like best friends since ever since we could talk. We’re twins. Susie, the youngest, is still learning how to talk, but I have a feeling her and Poppy will get in just fine.
Once I’m ready to leave, I put on my headphones and the newest album of my favourite band, The Mayhem, and head off for school. First thing I have is music, the only thing I enjoy about school. I’m currently learning the trumpet. Once I sit down, the teacher announces that there are gonna be a few changes in how the class is gonna work. For one, we are getting a new teacher, and I’m not even sure if they are human. His name is Dave, and he looks like the teacher from assassination classroom but with horns and a party hat thing on. Also quite a lot more humanoid and also wearing a navy blue suit. Most of the other kids are complaining at this, but I don’t mind so long as we get the same work as before.”you will also have to attend assembly third period today, as Dave has some things to discuss to you”, the teacher says. Everyone starts asking questions immediately and I fined the noise quite overwhelming, so in go the headphones.

We practice our instruments for the rest of the period, and then Dave comes in right before the bell. The first thought I have is how short he is. He’s gotta be at most 4.6. “Hello class. As you know, my name is Dave, and it is lovely to see you all”. “Bit nice for the first day”, I whisper to Lucas. He giggled a bit but I can tell he’s worried. Dave seems to give off weird vibes. I tell him it’s gonna be fine and he gives me a light smile. But he still looks worried. Honestly so do I.

“The Curse of the Cauldron”

Chapter 1

I stare at my surroundings. Where am I? This place looks nothing like home. Home for me is where the trees grow on lush, green fields and where flowers dance, propelled by a cool summer breeze. That is the place I know and love. This barren grey wasteland is as far away from my home as one could find.

Even I look different here. I catch sight of my reflection in a jagged piece of glass, and discover I barely recognise the person staring at me. I look hollow and tired, a weak shell of who I used to be. I am sure of nothing now. I am not sure of who I can trust. I am not sure how, or why, I am here. I am not sure how to get home.

My final memory of home is the cauldron. There are more stories of the cauldron than I can count. Some say it is a myth, some say it is a blessing and some say it is a curse. The only thing I know for sure is that if the cauldron exists, it is guarded by the oldest woman in the world, the only woman who will live forever. She decides who is worthy of the cauldron’s powers. She has not deemed anyone worthy for over a hundred years. Not until yesterday. Not until me.

I was in the middle of finishing the last page of a book when I was suddenly transported to a huge hollow oak tree. Inside the tree, a warm light glowed, and I found myself being dragged towards it. I was pulled along an intricate winding path to reach the light. I discovered the light was from the cauldron. The cauldron I had scarcely believed existed. The cauldron glowed green as I tiptoed towards it, holding my breath. A voice spouted from it, booming the words I had sensed were coming the past weeks. The words I had dreaded and hoped for at the same time and the words that would determine my whole existence…

Comfort Person by Lucy Kelly

“Shower ” by Lucy Kelly

In part one of Zara Crawford’s creative writing, we get to know Savannnah and her tantrums!

Savannah Goldsmith was spoiled, and by spoiled I do not mean winey and petty I mean the extremely rotten mean and winey type of spoiled. If you looked up the word spoiled in a dictionary you would find a picture of Savanah because she is the definition, anything Savanah wanted she got and if she didn’t get it at that very moment she would boil into such a rage and scream and rant until her parents would give in and get her what she demanded. Unsurprisingly I think I know how you are imagining Savanah a short cute six-year-old with blonde bunches and a gap tooth wearing a pretty pink print dress with pale pink patient shoes. Well you are very very off; Savanah is a tanned seventeen-year-old girl with chestnut brown hair that reaches right down to her waist with chocolate brown eyes that just make you melt that wears tight skinny jeans and skin-tight t-shirts with high heeled boots as white as snow. When you are six it is normal for you to have a tantrum occasionally, but when you turn a certain age it is no longer counted acceptable, Savanah has long passed that acceptability mark and is now a young adult with the mind set of a six year old. Unsurprisingly Savanah’s parents know she is a brat she is spoiled and ungrateful but can not change her mind set they have tried many things but can’t get her to change, so they have accepted that this is the way she is and always will be so they continue to give her everything she wants and exactly when she wants it, until one day they tried one last thing that would change Savanah’s life forever.

‘’Savanah, dear, come downstairs there is someone I want you to meet!’’ said mum ‘’is it the Queen?’’ I hollered ‘’No sweetheart’’ said mum her voice wavering, I heard her apologising to someone. I sighed heaved myself out of bed and quickly washed and dressed in record time I thumped down the stairs and through to the parlour, to see a little boy with the expression of an angelic cherub. My expression changed from tired to confused and back to tired in less than five seconds. ‘’What’s the kid selling?’’ I demanded, ‘’well… this little boy needed somewhere to stay for a couple of months and your Father and I both decided that it would be a good idea…if he…could stay here?’’ Mum’s voice sounded so scared so afraid. She paused to see what I would do next I kept quiet, so she continued. ‘’This is Jackson he is twelve the two of you have the type of personality so you’ll get along great’’ Mum was gabling now trying to get all her words out before I stopped her. I put my hand in her face to get her to shut up. Mum held her breath with a look of fear creased on her face. ‘’its fine Mum you and Dad can leave’’ I then gave one of my famous baby face smiles; we will get to know each other! My parents left the room with hopeful yet frank smiles the door closes with a BANG! I looked at Jackson with the biggest glare I could muster, but then the most curious thing happened Jackson began to cry. My parents practically flew into the room and started asking Jackson what was wrong he then pointed his finger at me and started ‘sobbing out a story than was all lies about how I told him he was useless and no one wanted him and he was only here in this house out of

pity. Then suddenly my parents looked at me with the look of fury in their eyes. Then my Mum flew at me with steam coming out of her ears spittle on her lips and anger in her eyes she then grabbed my arm and began to haul me up the stairs but just before my head was nearly thrown off my shoulders I seen the flicker of a smile on Jackson’s face…To be continued.

Check the school website next week to read the second part!

After visiting an elderly family friend, I realised that in a world of new connectivity people are being left behind. We have social media such as Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat or Instagram. We have all of these things yet there are people who are still disconnected from society.

For example the woman me and my family visited, she has Facebook but no one has shown her how to use it! Imagine having nobody to talk to for hours on end every single day, and thinking no one wants to visit because you have trouble hearing.

“It just goes to show that with the right help, people can overcome loneliness and reconnect with society”

You can’t go anywhere because your legs don’t work anymore, being alone with all of those thoughts. Then imagine how happy you would feel if someone came to visit you once in a while, imagine how much impact we could make if we tried harder to care for our senior citizens. Doing things like helping them work technology getting them a newspaper heck even just sitting down and having a chat could help so much with the mental health of the elderly citizens in our society.

I interviewed a fellow pupil and she had this to say ‘My gran was in her house on her own with nobody to talk to so she fell into a depression, but with the help of the doctor me and my family’s support she was able to overcome her depression and become a more sociable and happy person’.

It just goes to show that with the right help, people can overcome loneliness and reconnect with society.