Read the entries to previous WriteStuff competitions.
Discoloured green walls surround me every step I take. Wandering into a desolated room I slump myself onto the red ratty chair pinning my droopy eyes to the floor. Using my frail foot I kick around a loose chipping from the floorboards wondering what it would be like if I was to live in a real home. A real home with a real family. Not an aging orphanage with nothing to do other than dreaming of things I’d love to be before I grow old.
Strolling back to my deteriorating room the alarm clock reads 18:07 pm. Tucking myself into bed I fold over the stained blue bed sheets when I suddenly get a shiver rushing down my spine, the room is now one big blur and “BANG!” I’ve fallen. I have fallen face first onto the floor. What do I do? I cant move a muscle. My mouth won’t open and there’s no one to call for. Minutes go by and still no sign of anyone. I’m lying here alone.
The past hour was one big blur, I don’t remember a thing, then all of a sudden a high-pitched tone rings through my ear. Before I know it I'm out into a deep, deep sleep. All I can hear are the nurses mumbling into the distance but one word stands out, “coma”. My heart starts racing, hearing every beat it makes, I feel the blood pumping around my body running so fast.
Waking up I find myself sitting in an open field covered in daisies. I’m so confused. It's all so real! On my left I can hear the birds chirping in the trees along with a group of friends playing on the swings. And on my right I hear the waves crashing against the rocks on the beach with families eating ice creams and children building sand castles. It's what i’ve always wanted. This is the life i’ve always wanted to live.
By Felix Addenbrooke, year 6, Elizabeth College
The wind was howling and the waves were towering above the tiny, fragile boat. Oliver was lost. Sudd...Read story
By Maisy Batiste, year 9, Grammar School
The rock fell. My body shook. The water engulfed me. I was trapped. I reached out, the sea swallowing...Read story
By Talia Nuttall, year 10+, St Sampson’s School
It was 8:11am and I was sitting by myself on the old school bus as usual...Read story
By Joshua Hansmann-Rouxel, year 7, Elizabeth College
The Changing Landscape I turn the corner. Sunlight beams day all over. The smell of fresh air fil...Read story
By zach bewey, year 8, La Mare de Carteret School
once upon a time there lived three boys they lived in fearsome lands in a little village called woo...Read story
By Edward Heathcote, year 6, Vauvert School
THUMP! Fred landed with an almighty thud. His head throbbed with pain, and his arms felt weak.Read story
By Abbie Girard, year 8, La Mare de Carteret School
Dean picked a chocolate from the silver pot but Matt and I went for the gold pot. They tasted stale...Read story
By Elise Le Lacheur, year 9, St Sampson’s School
As Michelle’s long, blonde, wavy hair swayed in the wind through the animalistic woods, her feet crunchedon the thin twigs..Read story
By Calum Mahy, year 5, Vauvert School
Everything was calm at the cosmic zone, where the trampo-spiders were lounging on trees and dragons...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