Pendant Les Vacances
19 Jul 2011 1 Comment
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I will swim
I will read
I will celebrate
I will go on a picnic
I will dance
I will travel
I will shop
I will listen to music
I will watch films
I will draw
I will design beautiful dresses
I will relax
I will eat beautiful food
I will Not go to school
The hunter
30 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
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He was beautiful, even looking into his eyes melted my heart. But as I looked closer I could tell they were the eyes of a hunter. I didn’t care. His pale skin complemented his black jeans and white shirt. At first sight I didn’t know he would be the one to end my life. I didn’t care about that either. As the sun hit his face I could see it was made out of a thousand diamonds embedded into his skin.
His eyes were golden brown today, yesterday they were a lot darker. The same eyes that read my soul 24/7. He knew my darkest secrets, embarrassing stories, even what I had for dinner last Sunday.
He was faster than a beam of light, stronger than anyone on Earth. He was a killing machine. One wrong move from him and I would be dead. That was something I would have to risk. I would risk anything, on the off-chance that I could be with him forever.
My Tomato
31 Jul 2010 1 Comment
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For a school project I had to look after a tomato plant. At a certain time we had to bring them into school or bring in a photo. I couldn’t be bothered to do either because my tomato is a rebel.
It is a toy’s life.
26 Jun 2010 Leave a Comment
in Thought Process Tags: fiction, poetry
They were all brought through love, greed and satisfaction.
The doll, the bunny and the penguin.
They live, watch and wait.
Wait until the day they get moved onto a shelf, table or bed.
That day has come for all of the excited toys.
They will get moved into a bedroom.
Each of them wonder “How long will I be HERE.”
She, He, Them
04 Jun 2010 3 Comments
in Thought Process Tags: bluebells, he, she, them
She creeps around the dewy grass
He lies among the bluebells
They huddle in the cold
She is waiting for him who is waiting for them.
Tesco’s meat aisle
03 Jun 2010 2 Comments
in Thought Process Tags: Borders, Food, Tescos
Releasing me into Tesco’s meat aisle
I am in the half-price book you just bought at Borders
I am in the air you harshly breath in out, in out
But one night you took it on the chin that I was gone
You ripped out the page that I was lingering on
And cupping your breath in your hand
You let your palm flex back
Releasing me into Tesco’s meat aisle
I am back.
I was in the bedroom when you returned
You realised all you needed to do
To get me back was…
Set me free into the wild
Big is the New Small
02 Jun 2010 7 Comments
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Chapter 1
Isn’t it funny this time last year we were all at different corners of the universe! I wish we still were!
I knew a life like this was too good to be true but would anyone allow my crippling words to float into their shell-like? No!
Chapter 2
Who would have thought it, I am travelling on a intergalactic tram line to visit the two people who worked so hard to create me, frankly I wish they hadn’t bothered.
Make this thing go slower, I am a sucker for putting things off, unluckily my siblings are not.
Chapter 3
A long time ago my ancestors said “a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.” I suppose this is why I am sucking an ‘ Uber-Sugar Candy Crab.’
I am out of the tram. Pray I can leave as soon as possible.
Chapter 4
Two years of living in this house and everything is still unfamiliar. Good, it will make it easier to forget I was even here.
Tomorrow I will escape…. Maybe….likely…. possibly…. or maybe the next day.
Chapter 5
I have grown fond of saying to Biggy (our cat) “Hello, you are a fish.” He barks in agreement.
Animals are just plain strange. But cute.
Chapter 6
Down by the bay. Down by the bay. Where the water melons grow. Where the water melons grow. Back to my home. Back to my home. I dare not go. I dare not go. For if I do. For if I do. My mother will say. My mother will say. Did you ever see a cow with a green eyebrow? Down by the bay. Down by the bay.
I never liked the country.
Chapter 7
In theory I would love to live like they did 1000 years ago in 2010 but when, if, I got given the chance I would say no without I second thought. Oh well. No-one ever will though, will they???
Time travel is scary.
Chapter 8
Billie: and that is the plan to steal the chicken.
Snow: we do not need extra food.
Billie: oh yeah. Well what would you do without me.
Snow: if I never met you I would still have all 9 lives.
Yeah I forgot to tell you I can now talk to cats.
Chapter 9
My Mum Is Made Of Sherbet. My Dad Is A Dib-Dab Lolly. They Decided To Call Me Dolly.
I was made in the year of the dolly, we all look the same.
Chapter 10
How could you possibly be like someone who is nothing like you?
School plays suck.
Chapter 11
Why is you not spelt U. Who made up these rules anyway.
As you can see I am rubbish at English
Chapter 12
I am going back home to My side of the universe today.
I told my sisters it wouldn’t work.
Chapter 13
I have just arrived and I am happy to say I will never see them ever again.
I love the peace.
