The Galaxy’s hardest race. On planet Zog, every 3 years a triathlon is held. This year is set to be its hardest course ever. First, there is a kilometre of swimming across a bog. Then, a 20k cycle with slopes of up to 27%. Finally, there is a cross country for 6k through a bog with tree stumps towards the finish. Only 72 people were competing ??????????. I had done well in the swimming and came out of the water ninth. In cycling [ a mixture of mountain biking, cyclo cross and road racing]I caught up to the man up front. It was him or me and there was 1 kilometre to go.
Timmy the Bear looked round. He had been flung out of his owner’s pram and couldn’t move as he was in the middle of the park. Just then a teenage gang spotted him and decided to throw him. The leader of the gang, who looked about 100kg with beefy arms, picked him up. Nobody dared move as their leader began to spin his arm. Timmy felt himself soaring through the sky before hitting gravel. He had come just short of the road and was sprawled out on the footpath. He needed to find his owner now… and fast!
John woke up with a jolt. He had fallen asleep as usual at the weekly orchestra his mum always went to see. As per usual it was completely out of tune. John stood up and headed for the toilets. As he stepped in he heard a series of bangs. John assumed he was hearing things. When he stepped out though, he saw bodies scattered across the floor. Hastily, he began to retreat back into the bathroom. Suddenly a hand caught hold of him, smashed his head off a wall and everything went black for John.
Flicking through the book, with the light flickering overhead, Tom saw nothing. He gave up and went for a shower. He washed himself and afterwards decided to cut his long,black fringe. Living in isolation for 7 months hadn’t been easy but Tom adapted to life in the forest. He had found an abandoned cabin with running water. After his shower he went to check on his traps. Nothing. Tom’s stomach rumbled as he trudged back towards the cabin. Suddenly he saw a duck with eggs. He rushed over and grabbed the duck and looked down on it. He was eating tonight.
Mr Johnson looked up from his work. Something was wrong. The classroom was… quiet. He scanned the classroom and his eyes froze over an empty desk. Emily’s desk. “Class, has anybody seen Emily?” asked Mr Johnson. “She was here a minute ago,”replied Eva. “I’ll notify the principal,” said Mr Johnson ” But how could she just disappear?”
In fact Emily was on the other side of town with a half eaten sandwich and a bottle of Club Orange. “This is the life,” she thought to herself. She got up and walked out of the shop.
Kyle swerved around another corner clipping the kerb. He was driving in darkness, relying only on his memory of the town. He had his headlights turned off in case anybody spotted him . He was heading towards the tunnel which was the only way out of town. Kyle clipped another kerb and decided to slow down a bit. 10 minutes on and he was midway through the tunnel. Kyle could hear something coming towards him.Suddenly a truck came out of nowhere. The light blinded him. He skidded off course and was heading towards the cliff edge. He tried to brake but it was too late.
Everything began to flash in front of me:
The baubles we put up on the Christmas tree.
Hanging up the holly on the front door with Jim.
Receiving the amazing present from Aunt Kate.
Eating the berries from Farmer Tony’s field.
The nights I spent outside just staring at the stars.
The fireworks for the New Year and finally… an eye blinking.
The last one completely confused me but I had no time to question it as I took one last look at my childhood before stepping into the tank and leaving for war.
Gary, Lily and Tom needed to get up and continue their quest but they were exhausted. Tom tried to get up but his body wouldn’t let him. They decided to set up camp for the night.
The next day the campmates were feeling better. They packed up and set off again. They were aware of animals prowling around them. Suddenly an animal leaped out of the bushes.
“Duck!” shouted Lily.
“What duck?”asked Gary before a tiger pounced on top of him.
Lily went to help him but Tom held her back. It was just too dangerous and they needed to keep moving…
Well, this is awkward. I never even thought for a second that our sketch would have been put on television. Our sketch is about Noel, myself and my partner, Johnny. What we do is just put on funny Irish accents and pretend that we are in a Junior B final. But now we seemed to be on television. We hadn’t been notified about it but we were on RTE 2. It was a lot to take in but I found it extremely funny. I was going to have to call Johnny and buy some chicken goujons!!!
The forest was becoming more dense every time I took a breath. I just kept my head low and pedaled as hard as I could. The dogs were gaining on me and I badly needed a drink. Up ahead, I could see a river and I realised that I was trapped. I kept pedaling, looking for something to help me gain my freedom. Suddenly, my bike slipped off the path and I was flung into the air. The last thing I saw was the bike in the tree. Then everything went black…
I backed around the corner and began running. It was a pretty scary sight. Seeing those gorilla-like eyes had freaked me out completely. Glancing back briefly, I saw that the weird men were beginning to chase. They had the upper hand though. I had been blindfolded walking through the maze. Suddenly a bright yellow light shone into my eyes. I raised my hand slightly to shield my eyes… and then I heard it. Something fell in the distance and then they all began to fall. I just kept running, aware of bricks falling around me. Just then I saw a door and jumped.
I wandered down towards the rainbow house, planning in my head what to say. Legend has it that if you charm the person who lives there that he or she will give you a wish. My plan was to charm the person there and then ask for a genie. I wondered what was behind the door as I approached it. I rang the doorbell and three seconds later the door opened. There was nobody there. I looked down and there it was… a leprechaun.
We looked at each other for a few seconds before he said one word: “G’day.”
I ran away from the house and never went near it again.
Johnny the lego man was about to do what every lego character dreamed of. Johnny would cross… the garden! Many had tried and failed. All the population of Lego City were watching from the window sill, watching anxiously. Johnny was about a metre away from breaking the world record. All that stood in his way was a large group of ladybirds. Johnny struggled through them with his camera and backpack. He was 10 centimetres away and everybody began to cheer. SPLAT! A child had stood on half the ladybirds as well as poor Johnny. The lego population decided to put a memorial stone where he died.
” Damn it” I shouted as my car broke down again. My real car was being repaired so I had to borrow a car from the garage. I was beginning to panic as I had an appointment in Bath in 50 minutes. I clumsily kicked the car and it revved up again. I got in and put my foot down on the pedal. I passed a group of scots as they danced around an orange poster of a famous fighter from Scotland. “What a weird bunch, ” I thought to myself as I came to the border control. I reached into my back pocket to take my passport when I realised that I had forgotten something… a pack of cigarettes.
I glanced back briefly before turning my attention back to the dimly lit corridor. I had been stupid enough to take up a dare my friends had challenged me to. All I had to do was walk through the haunted house and they said they’d give me a tenner. It reminded me of the time when I used to love reading books but now I felt like I was in one. I kept walking until I came to a dead end. I was about to turn around when I heard a rumbling noise above my head. At first I just stood there but when a tile landed centimetres away from my head I snapped out of my daze and looked for somewhere to hide.
It was the day when everything would change. It began with an animal killing a man. When people heard the news a riot began. World War 3 had begun. It was animals vs humans. The humans were favourites but as usual their cockiness lost them the battle. The animals learned to speak and took control of the world. If I’m being honest, I’m happy that the animals won. They have stopped global warming and everybody is kinder now. In the centre of the world, there are three statues dedicated to the leaders of the animals: The Ram, The Horse and the The Bull.
I had done it. I had created the world’s greatest robot. It would do anything you asked it to. I had named it BOB. I was about to begin testing when my phone began to flash. I ignored it and started testing.
“BOB, come over here!” I commanded.
The robot turned on but it seemed to be going backwards.
“Ma I ereh, ” BOB said once he had reached me.
I stared at him in disbelief. I thought for a second and then asked him to get me my sandwich.
” Ko ,” BOB said and then fetched it. This was amazing.
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.
Stick Man stumbled past some trees, glancing from side to side. Stick Man came from the Sticky Galaxy where metal was scarce. Stick Man decided to go on a mission to search for metal. He found his way to Milky Way Galaxy and ventured on his way to Earth. He stopped for a split second before his mouth fell open. There it was metal! Stick Man rushed over to the truck and started loading his spaceship with it. Stick Man was dreaming about what he would do with the metal when he heard someone shout. “Get back here you scumbag!” roared the man. Stick Man tried to run but he was stuck.
I limped down the broken streets of Galway. Each house had been torn apart all because of one stupid decision by Captain Short (who was actually quite tall). Thousands had died over a couple of words, but what if I was in charge? I wouldn’t have declared war against Britain and I most certainly wouldn’t have called the British lazy… on live tv! I was forced to fight in the war. I somehow made it out alive. From that day on I always swore that I would never let this happen again. But worse things were still to come.