My friend and I were on our way to the mountain near our house. We were on our way up the mountain when we heard a weird sound coming from the engine. I got out of the car and opened the hood. The battery wire was cut. This was no accident , I thought to myself. I got back to the car and tried my best to move it forwards but it seemed to be going backwards. That’s when we saw the crooks that cut it.
I was getting ready to go on The Big Rip. I hopped on and put on my seatbelt. It started moving but it seemed to be going backwards faster and faster. I looked behind me to find a drop in the rail. It was around a hundred metres away and there were ten people on the ride. I decided to stop the ride. I pulled a small steel rod out of my pocket. I leaned over the side of the carriage and stuck the rod into the track. Surprisingly it worked. But not enough. We were leaning over the edge and we were just about to fall when…
Today was the 25th of August 2018. It was the final. It was Kanturk Football Club vs Mathematical United and the game was on. Our striker Charlie Barry went in for a shot but he fired it over the bar. It was then their kick out. Their striker Jamie Johnson tried to take a shot but Noel Ford saved it with a clash from his glove. It was then our ball. Noel rolled it to me. Then I passed it to Stephen and then he passed back. Then I had a chance on the ball but it seemed to be going back wards……….
The convoy was here.
“Oh no,” said John
“Be quiet!” I said.
We were on the run from the Germans. It was World War 2, John and I were from the British Airborne Division. But the truck seemed to be going backwards. We were all confused.
“We had to retreat,” I said wrote to my wife.
The Germans had broken a combat rule forbidding gas weapons. They had gassed No Mans Land and our trench using Lufftwaffe planes. Then we retreated back to our camp, what would happen next?
My feet felt like they would refuse to move. I looked down the long, busy street. I didn’t see any police. I saw a squadcar with its sirens on but it seemed to be going backwards. I ran into a tall -looking modern building and took the lift up to the fifth floor. I sprinted into a room with no furniture and locked it. I glanced out the small window and saw a blue helicopter flying around the city. Police were going into the building and surrounding the streets. I had no way to escape.
In the very small town of Hellswinky, everything was run by goats walking in circles every day 24/7. The goats were spinning a wheel which spun on an axle. The axle ran all the power in Hellswinky. But one day someone looked at the axle. It looked almost the same but it seemed to be going backwards. The power stopped. If it wasn’t moving clockwise it wouldn’t work. Until suddenly SNAP! The axle broke in half. The Hellswinkyans went mad. Most of them moved to different countries or died of pure boredom. Hellswinky was then renamed Helsinki.
My feet ached as I struggled up the mountain. I came to a stop after an hour of hard climbing. After I had eaten I got a notification on my phone. An avalanche was expected to hit soon and everyone had to evacuate. I was disappointed that I could not climb the mountain but I had to get going unless I wanted to get hit by the avalanche. But then disaster struck. On reaching the car, I tried to accelerate but it seemed to be going backwards. Then I heard a crash. I felt like I had broken every bone in my body. I could not walk. I could not see. I had been hit.
One day, my friend and I were going to a camp. We were very naughty. The camp leader sent us to find branches. We found alien looking stuff, we were curious so we broke it but it seemed to be going backwards. We went back to our camp. We saw everything around us going backward slowly. First we thought it was fun. Many years went by, but we still did not get back to normal. We were sad and lonely. 30 years went by, we finally went back to normal. We were extremely happy. We went back to our home but no one knew us, we tried our best to explain but they still did not know, so we got out of our house. We felt regret for breaking the thing.
It had been a nice, calm day on the Mediterranean Sea. I was on my yacht with my wife and kids. We were all relaxing on deck when I noticed the water being churned by something. I walked towards it with curiosity and saw a huge cargo ship with it’s huge propeller slicing the water around it. At first, I thought it was preparing to go forwards but it seemed to going backwards, right towards us. I ran into control area and failed to start the engine so I started to honk the horn in an attempt to warn the captain. Thankfully it worked and the ship started to move further away from us.
One day mom and I went to buy a robot. We were looking at it for a long time. It was called the Tech C9. It was the next big thing. It could cook, do house work and be your friend. Really it could do anything you wanted it to do. When we got home it was a luxury to have someone to do it all. As I walked up the stairs all I could hear was an alarming noise but it seemed to be moving backwards … its face was red. This never happened before. We never bought one again.
1 year ago I was at a train station . I was going to Dublin until I saw a meteorite . I ran onto the tracks and ran as fast as I could. Then I saw a train coming but it seemed to go backwards. I went off the tracks so I didn’t get hit . Then I saw another meteorite falling on me. I woke up in the hospital in Cork with a broken leg. I was in hospital for 3 months. When I went home everything was over .
We were on the way to the Kanturk Soccer Semi-final. About half way there our car broke down and we had stopped the car on a hill called the Magic Hill but it seemed to be going up the hill. Then we researched the history of this hill near Abbyfeale. If you stop on this hill a magnetic pull will make you roll up the hill. Then we called the mechanic to fix the car and he did. We went all the way to the final and brought it home and went on to win the league.
It was a normal day with my insane babysitter. I went over to the TV and turned it on. I was watching Sponge Bob, it’s so funny . At once it showed a warning sign.
It said “Lock your doors and block your window.”
I was terrified and screamed. My babysitter came down the stairs. Rushing to her I told her to look.
She said “Let’s go!” She put me in the back of the car saying, “Put on your seatbelt!” so I did.
She turned the car on.
She said,” Hold on tight.”
But the car seemed to be going backwards. Something was pulling it. It was a zombie.
One day I went to sleep. In my dream … He was running at me with a ball and said “Save this!”He kicked the ball and then it seemed to be going backwards and he scored an own goal. I was laughing. This was really good for me because we had a bet that who scores first wins €10000 and I won it. After, I sprinted to every shop and I bought as much as I could: clothes,shoes,games,food,furniture,cars,houses and much more.
It was 02:00 at night when the telephone rang. I picked it up and the voice declared, “Come quickly to the Asian Gallery Parking!”
I recognised the voice, like a 50 year old man. I got my car and drove there. The parking seemed to be empty but suddenly lights appeared. A silver Chevrolet came out of the glare. Then the door opened and the man inside was Doc. Ben.
He said “It’s you, boy!”
With a question to my self I said, “What have you done to the car?”
“I made a time machine. Come and sit down, we’re going to travel to the future.”
We closed the door and drove away but it seemed to be going backwards. Doc. exclaimed ” Sorry, I put the brakes back”. I thought it was a dream but it was not.
Thomas rounded the corner, panting for breath. He began to run at full belt down the cobbled paths. He could hear the giant’s booming voice as he took another corner. Thomas knew the city inside out and was heading towards the construction site. He glanced back briefly and saw that the giant was gaining on him with every step he took. He headed towards the cement pit. He leaped onto a wooden plank running across the pit. When he reached the other side he heard the giant roar. He looked back and saw the giants hands gripping onto a metal pole. Thomas turned, grinned and began to walk home.
It was the 54th Hunger Games and I was in it. I was being chased through a forest when I saw a tree with rope stretching to a further tree. I started climbing with a girl from District 2 waiting at the bottom. I jumped off and grabbed the rope, it was sturdy enough to hold me. She started throwing knives and I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I carried on slowly . The rope was snapping and I had to speed up. Suddenly she threw one at the rope. It broke and I fell…
This was it . The day I had been waiting for. I opened the door with my stolen security card and set off down the hallway, stealth-like, looking around corners with a shard of mirror . When I got outside the cell block I knocked out the guard on duty and started putting hidden plumbing pipes together to make one large pole. I got to the East wall and took stock of my moonlit surroundings. Without a second thought I sprinted towards the bare concrete, shoved the pipes into the gravel and leaped majestically over the wall. I grasped at the telephone wires, flailing in midair . When I regained balance I slowly but surely, one hand at a time, was free.
Chad said he would be home for dinner. He wasn’t. Many,many years ago, Chad went out into the woods to climb some trees when he stupidly decided to hop from tree to tree like a monkey. When suddenly, ZAP! He grabbed onto a cable. Meanwhile, back at Chad’s house his mother was getting worried. It was getting dark and Chad wasn’t home. His mother set out into the woods looking for him. He was never found. Generations later a little pigeon was sitting on the street light. The hands holding the cable were there in the middle of the street. His dinner got cold.
“Hey, come over here! There are Alligators,” said Mark in a sarcastic tone, teasing me for my fear of anything that can eat me.
It was 10:47 to the second, my class and I had won a competition the month before last to go visit Dublin Zoo.
“It was a very trick situation,” said I, looking back on the whole trip. There were two options , run away and play with the penguins or be cool and throw meat at the alligator. I chose the second option.
My face turned mauve as I tripped and fell into the cage. My teacher screamed for help. I just barely managed to climb out.
I was sitting in class listening to the teacher. I asked to go to the bathroom and walked out of the room. The toilet was glowing an eerie colour of mauve. It suddenly sucked me in and I whirled into the ocean. I swam to the top feeling like an alligator and started swimming to the shore. I climbed up on to the beach, to find everyone had stopped what they were doing to look at me. This was a tricky situation.
It was a Friday afternoon and I had just walked into the hotel room when in front of me I saw a mauve coloured alligator. It was five feet in front of me so I walked slowly back out the door. When I was out the door I ran and didn’t look back. I had just climbed the mountain outside the village and was tired. I was running down the hall when I ran into a teacher who was in a tricky spot herself. Her flight was cancelled. She was giving out when she saw the reptile. She ran and didn’t look back.
Another day at the office. A tricky Monday with a worse teacher and a hopeless school. You probably think I’m overreacting , don’t you? Well, how do you explain mauve juice stains all over the walls after 1st class got creative with their bottles? Or the fact that no inspector has stepped foot inside the school since 5th class climbed the trees before he came and ambushed him with the contents of their lunches? ( We really don’t like our lunch do we?!). Finally, here’s the worst of St. Anne’s long, horrible history. Only a few days ago we were at the zoo on an outing when Chris wanted a better look at the reptiles . 5 seconds later we’re running to the bus like there’s no tomorrow.
It was tough, but I kept going. I climbed up the mauve -coloured net, sapping the last of my strength. When I reached the top, I didn’t even bother climbing down. I stepped off the platform I landed hard on my feet. There was sweat, mud and blood streaking down my face. My survival teacher had been next to me for the whole course but had said nothing. As I walked on I came upon a vast, brown lake. Inside the water I could see an alligator ready to pounce. I was shocked to see the vicious reptile. I had to think fast. This was going to be tricky… Continue reading “100WC Week2: Tough… By Darragh Q”
The teacher cooked her recently -caught fish in her swamp house. She was sacked after bringing in a live crocodile. A mauve alligator smelt the fish and slowly swam towards the hut. When the alligator reached the hut he tried to climb the tricky steps on his 4 little legs. The teacher had her back to turned, keeping an eye on the cooking fish. The alligator paused, the teacher had climbed up onto the roof to collect a leaf for the fish to lay on . She climbed back down and put the fish on the leaf. At that exact same moment the huge reptile lunged at the teacher, trying to get the fish. It ate the fish and the teacher as well and slipped back into the swamp.
One day for homework my class and I got a tricky question from our teacher. As I was walking home I saw a guy stealing an alligator from the petshop. I asked him what is he doing. He said that it was for his son. I didn’t believe him. He ran away. When I got home I went into my room and started doing my homework. The question was “What is a mauve?” I had no clue. I asked everybody but my mom knew the answer. I climbed the ladder to her room and she told me the answer.
We were travelling to our destination in Texas. We were going on a visit to an Alligator Centre. We had a mauve- coloured bus. On the way there we made a few stops: 1 for the shop, 2 because my friend got sick . At long last we made it. The teacher counted us as we left the bus to walk 1 mile to the entrance. As we entered after the long walk we had to climb over a gate. It was a very tricky wall to climb as there were a lot of big holes in it. That’s all except for looking at alligators.
Last month we went on a field trip to the aquarium with our school.At 20 past nine the bus arrived. It was a dreary old grey bus. The bus driver was lifeless with black sunglasses and no expression on his face. I climbed up the steps to the bus. The group was as quiet as a mouse. When we got to the aquarium the teacher was finding it tricky to get children in line. She snapped like an alligator at one child who was playing up . When I opened the door of the building a vast gush of water hit me. I saw a mauve blue object on the floor. A jellyfish had escaped.
Our school is called Icyville National. We all call it I.V.N. It was modern… in 1988! The desks have inkwells and there are planetary posters that say Pluto is a planet!
We call our Teacher “The Mauve Murderer”. This is because she’s always wearing that godawful pale purple blouse and she is a maniac!
We all have cool nicknames in class. Mine’s Alligator. My friends’ are:
“The Tutor”. He’s the smart one.
“The Joker”. She’s the Prankster.
And there’s me. I’ve climbed the popularity ranks as I progressed through my years of school. It was tricky, but I earned respect eventually.
So there I was, walking my way to school. My teacher passed by and asked me if I wanted a lift so I remembered my manners and got into the car. Minutes had passed when we finally got to school. So the day had passed by and we went onto the English test. We had twenty words to spell. The hardest for me was alligator.It tricks me with the two “l”s. Then maths test was very hard with loads of tricky questions. So we were in the middle of the test when our janitor bursts in to get a tiny spider. He climbed up on a chair. And just left after. So school came to an end and I looked over at Alex my friend and his face had gone a mauve color. He threw up…