Week 4: Pungent Pipe By Naglis

“Lights out!” roared the guard.

Earlier that day, I secretly snatched the keys off the guard. I cautiously sauntered across the cells, keeping my eye out for guards. I could see a dark grey pipe and it looked to be never-ending. It was my only hope. I dived headfirst into it and started crawling. The smell was pungent. I had no flashlight so I didn’t really know where I was going. I could just about make out a carcass of a dead rat. I was wet. I figured it was sewerage.

“Finally, the end,” I sighed with relief.

I got out and I could see an old dusty car. I could hear the sirens going off. I pressed my foot against the pedal and groaned when it just wouldn’t take off...

Week 4 Enemy By Matthew D

After the failure of the Stormbreaker, I decided to make my own product. Usually it would be all over the market. Usually the shops couldn’t get them on the shelves quick enough. But not this time. When it just wouldn’t take off, I didn’t know what to do. I modified it. I did everything that was possible, but it never worked. One dull, dreary day I was in my office on Liverpool Street when a small man with black hair and tinted glasses walked through the glass door. There in front of me stood my worst nightmare: Herod Sayle.

Week 4 The Plague by Szymon

It was the middle of summer and my parents decided to go to Africa. A week later, while we were still there, we turned on the news.
“An outbreak of plague is in Africa, please evacuate immediately.”
The words filled the room. I dashed to my room and started packing up. Within half an hour we were already driving to the closest airport. When we got there, we stopped our car in a parking spot. We went through security and on to a plane. We were waiting and waiting when it just wouldn’t take off.
” We can not take off because there is someone with the plague on board.”
I heard the people behind me start vomiting continuously.

Week 4, The Launch by Tim

I was excited to see the rocket launch so I got up early in the morning, ate breakfast and dressed. I woke up my parents and they also got ready. We got there in time, before the entire place was full. People were taking pictures and others taking videos when we heard the countdown. I could see the president along with the other famous Americans. The countdown finished and when it just wouldn’t take off, I heard something hit the ground. All of a sudden the rocket burst into flames. The whole station was destroyed along with everyone in it. Pieces of metal were flying and people screaming. It was the worst thing I’d seen as a child.

Week 4 Terrorist By Ciarán

The sun was blinding me when I was coming out. I was ready to fly the silver, metallic jet. My best friend, Marcus the pilot, was beside me with those dark, gloomy eyes.
BANG BANG! PEW PEW ! There was pandemonium everywhere. I asked Marcus what was going on. He said there was a terrorist in the building and he ran off. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to fly. I got in. I didn’t know how to fly so I started pressing random buttons. It started up but when it wouldn’t take off, I knew it was over.

Week 4 Disappointment by Mathew O’G

It was Saturday and it was also  my brother’s birthday.

He saw a stupid toy in  the window of the local newsagents .

He really wanted it so I got it for his birthday.

It was one of those rockets that you pump water into and supposedly they launch 400 feet in the air.

That morning I woke up very early, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping.

I attempted to wrap his present.

That didn’t go too well.

I brought him out to the garden .

I pumped and pumped.

The look on his face when it just wouldn’t take off!

Week 4 The Day My Heart Stopped by Mikolaj

I was ready to go on the private jet that I ordered for $10,000.00. I packed all my clothes the day before so I would be done and dusted. I got a limousine to get me there. I took about 500 pictures before going in. I took a seat in the jet. I called my Mom and said that I would be a new person after this ride and when it just wouldn’t take off I was so disappointed. Eventually the pilot realised there was no fuel so he called the fuel truck to help us in this sticky situation. It finally came and gave us the fuel that we needed and we took off. That must have been the best day of my life.

Week 4: Abominal Alan By Marc

Cops don’t lie .                                                                                                                                   Usually.                                                                                                                                                 I get away.                                                                                                                                         Usually.                                                                                                                                                I get the money I want.                                                                                                                Always. 

The useless cops, I thought. They were going on strike and they somehow tricked me to go to Best Bank. I called my partner, Vast Vicson, and said lets take the wretched, old car to rob Best Bank. We got out of the dreary, abandoned house. We slithered through the long grass behind the bank. We stole the money and suddenly saw the cops. We ran like we were about to get killed by a demon. We jumped into the wretched car and the cops were on us when it just wouldn’t take off.

Week#4: My Teacher Is The Devil…By Sean

One amazing, sunny day our nice teacher was ill and so we got a substitute teacher.

Now if you thought your teacher was bad, this one was the worst.

She made us clean the classroom until the place was as shiny as a  diamond.

After school, I tried to fly my rocket but when it just wouldn’t take off, she caught us flying the rocket to visit our old teacher.

When  we saw what happened to our teacher we were very upset.

There was a doctor and he said that she was diagnosed with cancer.

 

Trouble Down South By Jack

It was while we were doing research in the seemingly endless icy desert that is the Antarctic that the team I was assigned to first struck trouble.

It was always known that I had bad luck. Even for something that seemed like it couldn’t go wrong, my luck always found a way.

And this was a trip to the Antarctic.

I was assigned to collect samples from a lake we had found that wouldn’t freeze because of the amount of salt in it.

On the plane to go back home my luck showed itself.

“Ummm, Captain, the plane won’t start, ” is what the pilot had said.

We tried everything in the book to get it going but when it just wouldn’t take off we knew we were in trouble.

And I knew that my bad luck had struck again.

Week4 The locked door By:Tadhg

“DRRRIINNGG, DRRIINNGG!”

I woke up that morning excited for the day ahead. I hopped into the car but when it just wouldn’t take off, I decided to cycle. When I arrived at the building, I hopped off my bike and left it by the shed. I walked happily into my office and then realised… I had forgotten to lock the door of my house. I ran to my house desperately trying to get there in time. I rushed through the alleyways, taking all the shortcuts. I ducked. I didn’t have a long time to duck so. CLANG. I hit the metal vent. When I finally got home the door was locked.