Read the entries to previous WriteStuff competitions.
‘Somewhere’ that’s what they said somewhere when in fact it was nowhere or so he thought, the way to get into that place that they all wanted to go the, place where the world could live in peace, the place where everything good happened, the place that was separated from this world never to be seen by man. He had searched for this entrance for years but never found it maybe the entrance was on a different planet or in the sea or under the desert now, he would never know because he was on his deathbed. After three years of heart problems he was bound to die soon.
At that very moment he saw his body lying there nothing bothering it then he realized what had happened he was Dead, dead all gone nothing left poof gone goodbye toodaloo gone! But wait that meant he was free to find that place the place that he breathed his last breath looking for. Finally he is free to do as he wishes to run freely to find that place that he searched for for so long.
As he traveled, as a free spirit, he wondered whether cats like oranges or not, often when he was traveling he wondered about strange things but this was not the time to give a cat an orange, he had a place to find. As he looked around his vision was becoming more obscured and blurry and suddenly he appeared on a remote island was this it, had he found what he was looking for had he done it had he really done it! Had he found the place man was looking for for generations; the hidden treasure, the island of dreams but he was dead! Surely he couldn't have been the first discoverer.
By Thomas Gavey, year 7, Elizabeth College
On an isolated island, in the middle of great Atlantic ocean, there was only the sounds of seagulls that could be heard...Read story
By Bo Bennallick, year 7, Grammar School
No one knew how the war started. No one cared. They just wanted to win.Read story
By Oliver Russell, year 6, Elizabeth College
Sam sprinted through the woods, dodging and weaving, through the mystic willows.Read story
By Levi Valpied, year 7, St Sampson’s School
When I was little I dreamed of going to the big blue but today that childhood dream came true. At 1...Read story
By Freya Riou, year 9, Les Beaucamps School
“Yawn, where am I?” I had woken up in the most amazing room that I could ever want. The best thing...Read story
By Dylan Cohen, year 7, Elizabeth College
There are creatures beyond your imagination of all shapes and sizes, we call them Dreamians!...Read story
By josh beasley, year 8, Les Beaucamps School
One normal day I was playing rugby and I had a hard hit to the head, and I got a concussion.Read story
By Polly Nickols, year 6, Blanchelande School
The tale of Stardust City Seren stumbled up groggily and brushed the oddly marshmallow-smelling flu...Read story
By Harry Johnson, year 7, Elizabeth College
I peeked through the skeleton. ‘Good afternoon, Mr Elrond, I see you have some mail.’Read story
By Jack Meerveld, year 7, Elizabeth College
Asiland Asiland was at its darkest times: the sun that used to shine its bright, golden light upon all...Read story