Why must we build this wall? It’s the length of China and I still don’t know why. Then at that moment I saw something in the distance. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. At this point my heart was pounding. What if we were building a wall for a future war? What if that thing is a drone and when it was right over our heads I realized it was a bird. I was just about to run for my life, scream and hide behind a bush because of a bird! (I looked down at a bush and I think I could see eight or seven people hiding.)
Okay, I’ve my laptop, my spare clothes, sunglasses, this, that, this, that. Okay I’m ready.
I had 15 minutes before the gate closed and I did smell a delightful aroma and I just couldn’t hold myself back.
14 Minutes later..
That was delicious. Time to see what time it is… I looked at my watch. I HAVE ONLY 1 MINUTE TO GET THERE. I’ve got to run. I was so busy thinking that I was going to miss it that I realised I was on the runway. I turned around as it flew towards me. I couldn’t see what it was. Before I knew it a plane… I didn’t get time to react.
“BANG!” the shot rang out ominously.
As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was but it didn’t matter now as it was dead. I strolled down the mountain but as I ambled my along I tripped on a jagged stone, I lost my balance and fell sideways. I rolled down the mountain and I appeared in a unfamiliar area. It was surrounded with hills and the bird was lying there. I still didn’t know what it was but it wasn’t actually dead, it was alive. The bird turned its long neck and hissed at me. I ran away and I never saw the bird again.
My friend and I were heading up a mountain when something came flying. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. To my surprise it was an eagle. It flew majestically towards us. It saw us as a threat and tried to strike us with its talons. It let out an ear shattering shriek. Covering my ears, I lost my step and plunged down the mountain. I screamed with fear that I might die. To my surprise, the eagle swooped down and grabbed my t-shirt lifting me back to my climbing frame.
It was a dull, boring day. I was getting ready to go to work. When I arrived, it was ominously quite. I went to my office to start working. When I was at lunch, my co-worker and I met in the lunchroom. We were talking and staring out the window. Suddenly something caught my eye. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. Then I heard a loud crash and suddenly everything turned black. When I snapped back I was in the back of an ambulance.
“What happened?” I questioned one of the paramedics.
“A plane crashed into your building,” he answered.
Today I would venture into a haunted house. My friends and I arrived and the house didn’t really scare me as much as I hoped. As we scurried in,we heard banging,it didn’t stop! So we made our way to the top floor, nothing. We got on our bikes and headed home. The banging, it got louder. I started feeling like something was following us, the thing, as it flew towards us, I couldn’t see what it was,with a nail in its head and blood dripping from its eye. It was a child smiling at us. We cycled home as it annoyed us. I shouted for help.I ended up fainting because of that Nightmare!!
While I was in my tenement, I could hear a strange noise outside my defenceless window. I got up from my bed and walked really slowly towards the noise. It was like a mile up above my house. I tried to take my camera and zoom into it, but it was too high. I tried thinking of a plan but I couldn’t think of anything. I got my mate Josh but he didn’t have a clue what to do either. We heard the engine zoom, but as it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. At least I got the shot with my camera…
“Truth or dare?” enquired my best friend Luke.
“Dare,” I answered shakily.
“I dare you to take something from the abandoned house across from us!”
“Fine,” I muttered.
We glanced left and right and skedaddled across the road swiftly.
“I’ll wait here,” murmured Luke nervously.
The door screeched hesitantly open . I could see and hear the damp, decaying, rotting floorboards creaking irritatingly. I spotted a wallet and snatched at it. I breathed a sigh of relief as I inhaled repeatedly. We sauntered back to the house.
“What’s that?” Luke asked.
As it flew towards us, I couldn’t see what it was…it was a car!…
“Everybody run!” shouted a man in a black jacket. Nobody listened because there was nothing wrong going on. After that he shouted again, ” You will regret this!” Still nobody listened. There was a lot of Irish people because they want to join the British army. Suddenly there was something in the sky coming towards us. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. After a while I knew what it was. It was the Germans! We all started running to the country side. I was too late. We should have listened.
There I was, fighting in the GPO alongside a true rebel, James Connolly. We were taking part in the Easter Rising of 1916. Connolly was a terrific leader and I was assigned to him because I was a member of his Irish Citizen Army. By now the British had over 16,000 soldiers but we only had 1600 rebels. It was the Friday in the Rising and there I was in the GPO. But all of a sudden I heard a bang coming in our direction. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was but then I realised it was a cannon ball. The GPO was on fire. How could I get out? Would I live?
There I was, driving down the M50. I was in a big rush. My son was playing in his first ever inter-county match. I couldn’t resist speeding because I didn’t want to miss the match. I came to a red light and broke it. Two minutes later, a Garda car comes up behind me and I’m under arrest. I mooched into the station with my head held low as I was embarrassed. He questioned me about why I had broken the red light. My reply: “but it is SO slow and I couldn’t miss my son’s match.” I was released. Thankfully.
Today, I found a snail in my garden. He was slim and not chubby. I started watching videos on how I can get my snail to slide faster. On Monday, I came to school. A few seconds after sitting down, a friend challenged me to a race. He would then keep ranting on about how great his snail was.
I was focusing on his to see if he would really dash out with speed…but it is so slow I thought he might have fed it a bit too much. It died at the end of the race. He took the failure badly and never raced again. My snail also died later.
“Bye, Mom!” I shouted cheerfully.
Strolling peacefully through town, I walked past an estate I’ve never seen before. But there was one house that stood out. The dry, bare grass was turning into a sandy colour, the tree was losing its leaves and the windows were boarded up carelessly. I tried to erase it from my memory while listening to joyful catchy songs. I glanced down the hill and I could make out the bully, Seth, darting towards me. I hopped on the nearest bike and skedaddled away.
“But it is so slow,” I muttered.
I dashed into the eerie house without thinking. As soon as the door slammed shut I knew I was doomed…
One morning, I woke up and walked down stairs. I put on the kettle and went up to get dressed. About 10 minutes later I went down stairs to see if the kettle had boiled. It was still boiling so I sat down and drifted off to sleep without meaning to.
When I woke up I looked at the kettle and it was still boiling. I went to get my mother to tell her that the kettle was broken. She said it was grand when she used it so I said, “But it is SO slow I could run a marathon and it still wouldn’t be ready.” I then copped on to what my mother had said, she said that she used it early on so it must have been her who used it.
I was going out to my garden, but while I was going there I saw something in my neighbours’ garden. Me, being the person I am, I walked into their garden. I saw a piece of paper with some writing on it and I read the writing. Suddenly the board lit up. Everything seemed normal at the start but then everything was definitely not normal. I was going back into my house but my Mom was as slow as a slug. I walked outside on the road and the car looked normal but it is SO slow I can run to the shop and back and it will still be there.
So I was lying down, watching some T.V and I heard this really loud car outside my house. I decided to check on it because I didn’t know what brand it was. I went out and I knew it was going to be Lexus. I liked the sound of the engine so I decided to invest in the car which had the price of $37,000, not bad because I’m a billionaire so it wouldn’t make a difference anyway. I got it and it was so slow I sold it right away, although it had a nice engine sound.
It was a dull and dreary Monday evening. I was on the bus home from Dublin…UGH! The line of traffic seemed endless. Will we ever get home? I thought. After about 45 minutes we moved only inches though. Finally, we were on the move again but it is so slow I nearly lost my head. My head was like a balloon
It was about to burst…and eventually it did burst! I screamed as loud as a mega phone. Babies began to cry and some people covered their ears. I got thrown out of the bus onto the main road.
My family and I decided to go for a road trip from Poland all the way to Venice. It was very boring for the first 12 hours but when we reached the hotel, I was excited. We stayed there for the night. I was also excited to finally eat an actual meal. When we were on one of the main roads, we got stuck in traffic. Cars reached further than I could see. When we moved, I was excited but it was SO slow I became immediately disappointed. I had a great time in Venice.
I LOVE MY AMAZING,FANTASTIC,AWESOME,INCREDIBLE,MIND-BLOWING ,HIGH TECH, FUTURE CAR♦ It has wheels that fold inwards so it can float on water ♦ It also has wings that shoot out from the side of the car and anti-slip wheels with chains on them so the car can climb up mountains♦ It has a big boot for carrying things and it has seven seats♦ It can teleport and it has tinted windows♦ It is almost flawless but it is so slow I decided to sell it on amazon for 9.5 million euro and if somebody buys it I will be RICH!!!!!!!!!!! ♦ ♦©
The best morning of the year, Christmas morning, sprinting down the stairs and there I saw it: my new, yellow bike. I immediately rang my best friend and questioned him about his presents and he got a bike as well. I suddenly had a light bulb moment.We should go for a cycle.There we were, dashing down the big hill which every child in the town was afraid of except for my best friend and me. All of a sudden, I lost control of the bike while doing a wheelie and crashed into a tree. Ouch!
It was a dark morning when I was going to school. I had a torch but it wasn’t too bright. The road was also extremely bumpy. Suddenly, I saw a deer on the road. I turned sharply and fell off my bike. After that I saw a house with lights on. I saw a pole so I tied it on a pole. I walked briskly towards the house. I knocked on the door looking for a bandage. Just before I was got there an old woman tried kidnap me. Suddenly I was in my classroom again. On the way home, I saw a bike on the same pole.
“Thank you so much, Mom! It’s exactly what I wanted!” I shrieked with joy.
I was buzzing, I couldn’t wait to take it for a test drive. I pedaled rapidly to my friend, Mathew whose jaw instantly dropped when he saw what I was riding. He hopped on his rusty bike and skidded over to halt in front of me. We cycled down the back road until we reached the eerie silence of the woods. I was practising and I dashed over briskly.
I looked around. It was pitch black. I turned around and you’ll never guess what I saw…
John and I were in my back garden spray painting my old, rusty bike for the crazy, colourful bike race. We spray painted it yellow as we were trying to make it look like a banana bike.
As we were walking briskly down to the starting line, I felt extremely confident about my chance to win.
BANG!!!!! and the race had started. I wanted to get a head start so I pedaled to the metal down the steep hill. I was in the lead when suddenly I looked back but when I looked forward again, I was heading for a telephone pole so I jumped off my bike but the bike had gotten stuck in the pole and I couldn’t keep going.
” What happened?” my dad asked me.
I answered, ” I’ll tell you in a second.”
“So I was riding on my bike when I avoided a cat and flipped off my bike and I rolled down the hill where a car nearly hit me so I skidded along and I hit a tree. Then my yellow bike got stuck there. Ugh worst day ever!”
My dad just smiled and asked me if I knew that it was Friday the 13th. My mouth collapsed and after a few seconds I just said, ” Thanks, now I know.” walked off and took a shower.
Mr. Zelinski was crazy, always coming up with wacky ideas and bizarre inventions. He once made a motorbike with doors, windows and wipers. Madness! One of his most recent and successful inventions is the painter bike, he made it for people who paint markings on roads. They could simply cycle along and the wheels would do all the work. It is also a great way to get fit. Genius! The eighty year old man is very famous and is a world known character.
My mother got me a new bike,it was yellow.So I thought bringing it to my friend’s birthday party would be cool.I packed my stuff and I got my bike and made my way to his house.The house was big.As I was moving in to park my bike, a car dashed in.I was pretty angry and exhausted from the cycling.I shouted at the driver and said they should park somewhere else,which I would regret saying later.The man jumped out the car with a big grin.He looked like he was going to kill me.So he trashed my bike after.What was I thinking?
I got this bike just to use it when I’m coming back from school because there are these two bullies who always bully me because I am slow. So I’m going to make them change their minds now. Oh, and I got this body guard just in case something goes wrong. So I got on my bike because it was the end of school and I started pedaling. I thought I’d got past them but they brought another 2 so I jumped off my bike and my body guard scared them away. From this day my bike is stuck to a tree.
Ever since my brother died things haven’t been going well. Every day when I’m outside with my friends, I see my brother’s bike wherever I go. It freaked me out because I was the only one who could see it and no one else could. People say that I’m seeing things. I got sick of it and locked that bike in the shed. A few days later my dad asked my why there was a big hole in the shed. There was no sign of the bike anywhere . I told my dad that I was seeing things but he started laughing. I finally did something and tied that bike to the pole across the street and later that month we moved out of the country.
I whizzed past the scout girl who was selling lemonade on this scorching day on my way to my best friend Mike’s house. Past the weird yellow bike on the pole, past the… Wait! What..? When was there a bike stuck to a pole here? Beside it was a notice board which looked to show why the bike was here. It said:
“He who taketh the bike from the pole would be cursed for eternity!”
So the fool I was, I cut the chain and moved the bike away from the pole. My mistake behind me, a ghastly storm arose. The first thing I thought of was that I was going to be late.
Thud ,thud, thud…
I was currently banging on my house door.
Oh no! I thought as they stalked up the driveway, they were going to catch me! I ran around the side of the house and hopped over the fence. I then climbed into my little sister’s tree house and opened her dollhouse I took the emergency key and ran inside. I turned and locked the door behind me, I was in home. I was safe, I thought as I panted for breath… I thought wrong.
To tell you how I got here…
My uncle had bought me a brand new yellow bicycle. It was the newest version and everyone was jealous of me… and I knew it.
I got this great idea to make fun of the bully in our class as I was cycling past and it went wrong and they caught me. I ditched the bike and ran. They zip tied the bike to a pole and ran after me.
And that’s how I got here.