Read the entries to previous WriteStuff competitions.
On the laptop in front of her flashes an image of a supermodel. The teenager moves her hands swiftly over the keyboard, replicating, fragmenting, checking angles. She reads intently from a script, her eyes flickering nervously. Several more keystrokes. The image fades and another appears - her own distorted features. Around her, in endless rows her peers sit, silent as a catacomb, concentrating on their own patchwork quilts. Frantic clicks. The walls pulsate menacingly with the thrum of their blood. They know their lives depend on this.
Eve swallows hard, forcing the fear back down her throat. She’s not the worst off in here. She needs less work - the words, “Do what it takes!” ruminating in her mind.
The heavy door flies open. “Two minutes ladies! Finishing touches please. Pray to the States that you’ve succeeded.” declares Ms Figish.
Eve looks at her through narrowed eyes, ”However did you get through the trials?” she thinks contemptuously.
Ms Figish gazes over the hapless sixth form. ”Perfection!” she pronounces “perfect attendance, perfect grades, perfect looks. Uphold the values of this school or … well.“ With a dismissive shrug and tight-lipped sneer, she raises a pencil-thin brow.
Fear-filled eyes rove around the room resting briefly on each other, none of them wanting to linger too long on a lost friend. Who will make it?
The waiting begins. The men outside deciding their fate. Whatever nips and tucks the girls have presented in their plans will be scrutinised, graded and costed. Half will be moved to the clinic – the fruits of their labour granted. The guards will take the rest. Eve thought of her mother’s damp cheeks this morning. Neither spoke, knowing the reality. Her mother would never see her again… at least not with this face…. not in this perfect world.
By Lennon White, year 5, Amherst School
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One hour until bed. I want to sleep through the night like any normal 11-year-old boy...Read story
By Ruby Enticott, year 5, Vauvert School
The world of Janga was peaceful, wealthy and happy. Birds were always singing and lady bird flying trees...Read story
By Noah Nicolle, year 4, Elizabeth College
“Aarrrrahh” cried Julian scared, “Woo hoo” I laughed as I fell down after Julian. “Arraugh” roared...Read story
By Samuel Le Huray, year 7, Elizabeth College
“Sir Sir!” said the messenger. “We’ve lost power over these beautiful seas.”Read story
By Adam Stanford, year 9, La Mare de Carteret School
6 o’clock, I wake from my sweet slumber, I dress up as usual on a ordinary school day. 7:35, once I’...Read story
By Coco Despres, year 5, Notre Dame School
A world where children can do anything that they want, without adults saying “no”… can you believe that!Read story
By Jessica Le Gallais, year 7, La Mare de Carteret School
We all went on a plane to go to Easter Egg Land.Then we got off the plane. I was excited..Read story
By bailey taylor, year 8, La Mare de Carteret School
One dark stormy night there was a big granite house in the middle of the lime green maze that is in...Read story