Read the entries to previous WriteStuff competitions.
“Have fun! Be careful around the smoke wall!” Jessie’s mum shouted as Jessie and Roxy ran off giggling.
Roxy blurted out ”Please can we go through the wall?” she begged.
“No! It’s too dangerous!” Jessie replied. The girls argued until Roxy slammed one foot on the floor and turned her back to Jessie,
“See you on the other side,” she whispered as she walked through the Deadly Smoke Wall. Jessie fell to the ground and sobbed. She didn’t know what to do.
Jessie slowly walked through the wall of smoke, tears still rolling down her cheeks. It was dark and cold on the other side of the once perfect island. She threw her bag on the cold, dead ground and sprinted, hoping she would find her best friend.
Jessie came across Roxy’s ribbon. Jessie walked through a dark, dingy forest. It was frightening and cold. She felt eyes watching her. She heard voices around her. Weird birds covered in slime watched, Jessie not blinking once! She was deep into the forest when she found an abandoned, wooden shack. Jessie peered through a shattered window. She saw a figure. Jessie knocked.
The door opened. It was Roxy. Her eyes rolled inside her head, it seemed to Jessie as if Roxy was in some sort of trance. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” Jessie opened her arms to hug her. Roxy pushed Jessie away.
“Must do the deed, must do the deed,” Roxy kept muttering, Jessie was confused it was like Roxy’s mind was being controlled by someone. She asked what Roxy meant but she just kept repeating it. Jessie sat down slowly. Roxy pulled out a bottle and handed it to Jessie. Jessie drank the contents of the bottle. Her world
turned grey; she became dizzy and forgot where she was.
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