The gravestones stood silently, row upon row like soldiers long forgotten, a scream shattered the silence. It didn’t sound like a scream from a little girl playing on swings. It is a scream of death…
Three hours earlier…
Shaking and stumbling, the wind howled like a wolf at the full moon. I slowly walked down the path; hearing squelch, squelch after every footstep I take. Up ahead, I saw the moonlight reflecting off a knocked down, ancient piece of wall and revealed a castle looking down at me, waiting for a guest to arrive…
I started to enter. The floor started to crumble as if an earthquake is about to happen. Just then, I heard a scream. Not any ordinary scream; a scream that leads to death.
Hook was laughing like a madman while leaning over the edge of the ship, watching Pan’s sinking figure- Wendy edged closer and closer to him with the footfalls of a mouse. She brought her foot around his ankle and tripped him up, resulting in him falling over the edge.
Peter woke up, coughing water out of his lungs before standing up, staring at the oddly dressed people. His eyes traced peoples movements while his ears picked up on noises he’s never heard before. He wandered the streets; soon finding out that you shouldn’t walk down the middle!
He started to lift of the ground, ‘Good, I can still fly.’ He thought, then he heard ”look mama, he’s flying, look mama look!”, ‘so flying a rather amazing thing in this world, huh?’ he thought, ‘I don’t want any un-needed attention, better stick to walking.’
As he wandered the streets he smelt a rather foul smell, it was something like petrol, but the entire place smelled horrible, so he couldn’t really care less now he’s gotten used to it. Edging closer, he asked he closest person where he was “well, I think you should know!” the man said cheerily before continuing his way to work.
‘THUMP!’ He heard someone fall behind him and a voice mumble “Blasted Wendy.” Peter turned around to Hook, staring up at him.
Between the sea and the stars on an island named Neverland , the sound of metal against metal could be heard for miles. “BANG! CRASH! CLANK” the swords went. Wendy was shouting “STOP!, why are you two doing this to each other? “He was the one who cut of my hand and fed it to a crocodile” Hook quickly interrupted
The sparkling sea od stars glistened in the sunlight as the Jolly Roger swam across the middle with the two rivals fighting on board. ” Now I’ve got you cornered pan. ” I’m not cornered Hook you are.
As the night drew in and the dawn appeared, the sound of clashing swords echoed in the air. the wind blew and howled like a wolf. down below, peter pan (and his archnemesis captain hook) were fighting once again. a blue lagoon river shimmered leaving a mirror image of the two hooking swords.
upon the jolly roger, stood peter pan, what could be going on ?sounds of screams bellowed : “YOU CAN DO IT PETER !!!!!” screamed Wendy. the deck, that was always polished, had dried blood printed against the deck . footprints followed peter as his heart beated like a drum. as peter lunged closer and closer to the edge of the deck Hook pushed peter …
As captain hooks stinky breath waved in peters face he lunged backwards leaning on the edge of the boat he quivered in fright . all of a sudden, he dropped his sword leaving a huge CRASH!!!the air filled with fear. silence stood still. as peters hand slipped. a sudden SPLASH!! arose.
As peter pan and hook swirled around in the deep blue sea, they began to sink. where were they going? all of a sudden the boat started to shake and barrels rolled. everybody were getting thrown about like rag dolls. they were gone… or so they thought…
Dear diary. Monday 9th May 2016.
Today was the BEST day ever ? Or so I thought…As I woke up the sun was creeping the curtains. On the way to school I was thinking about SATS : about if it was going to be hard or easy. Once at school, I got more and more scared because I knew that it was going to be a reading test(I knew I was terrible at reading).
As soon as I sat down, I started to feel perturbed because I didn’t know what questions I would get and if they would be easy or hard. Quivering,fretting,shaking I turned the page ,to see six questions beckoning me,over and over again. Turning the page once more, I answered the next question . With each word I wrote I felt more and more under pressure. When would this impossible test end? In a blink of an eye , miss Milne suddenly said “close your bucklets times up!” In less than a second I had closed mine and let out a sigh of relief.
After a short while, it was the afternoon. I was ecstatic because woo-hoo the hardest test was done. I was so glad that, that the reading test was over and done with. Another good thing is there are no more reading tests to do in SATS because there’s only one. Phew for that.
“wow” what a long day it has been. And here I am sat on my bed scribbling away at my diary writing everything that happened today. Even now the word SATS still haunts me. Even though my test is over, it still frightens me because I don’t know my score. Tomorrow miss spag and I’m prepared for that more than ever.” So bring … It … On spag!”
Dear diary, Monday 19th May
I woke up this morning the sun was beaming at me through the window , breakfast was cooking , the kettle was hooting and ……… And then I remembered it was SATs . I already HATE Monday’s – this didn’t help at all . I stumbled down stairs , while the dreaded word ‘ SATs ‘ echoed through my head like a ghost haunting me . The test would be infrount of me soon .
As the test was placed infrount of me , I stiffened in my seat . I could of walked out there and then . But I didn’t . This reading test put me in a sullen , volatile mood all day . I felt the world had turned against me . I wished I could just get them over and done with . I didn’t listen to the instructions ; I was to busy calming my the evil butterflies biting me from inside my churning stomach .
I didn’t cheer up all day, I was angry , then sad , the annoyed , then happy , then I grew impatient . I fear tomorows test . We did a bit of panto in the afternoon , it was ok but the SATS for the rest of the week was still in my mind ; I was not looking forward to them !
- As I sit here the word SATs still haunts me .Im dreading tomorrow . BRING ON SPAG . On the bright side , one down four to go ( oh no four more ) . Thursday’s not far away ( Alliluia ) . But until then I’m going to be grumpy . ROLL ON THURSDAY !!!!
The test I have been dreading for weeks is finally over! Well this morning , before I had completed this test , I didn’t want to go to school at all, not one bit. Precisely at 7:00 AM the voice of my alarm clock started screeching at me. BEEP BEEP. Oh no time to get up. I sat bolt up right in my bed remembering the reluctant day ahead of me. SAT’s. Pulling my self downstairs. I ate my breakfast slowly hopping my mum had forgotten about sats. I felt so moody and nervous .
unprepared and nervously I walked slowly into school saying goodbye to my mum with the same words repeating them self in my head. When I got into class the whole class where revising on the iPads on a website called Reading Eggs. 10 minutes later our teacher said ” Please can you put the tables into test positions?” We logged of reading eggs and moved the tables. meanwhile the butterflies in my tummy was not happy at all they where not happy butterfly’s either, they where evil ones jumping up and down inside me. At 9:25 the teacher Mrs Milne came in to supervise us for our first sats test. “You may start now” My heart was beating like a marching band full of solders.
Before I knew it, it was the afternoon. I could tell the afternoon was going to be a bit better than this morning. I was quiet exited about this afternoon. The teacher dos the register and guess what… the horrible butterfly’s had gone they where not in my tummy any more. We played outside all afternoon. We where acting like a freed bird
I am sat on my bed remembering the mixed emotions I felt like today relieved that I competed the subject that I found the hardest. Would you be able to complete the test I had to complete today?
Today was the BEST day ever!!! I felt ready and confident to do my antagonist test. As I woke I could hear the birds chirping and the sun was creeping through the curtains and and the heat waved in my face. I jumped out my comfy bed I could smell the luxorious food linger up my nose. It hooked my nose and dragged me down down stairs.
As my legs wobbled and anxious crawled up my body; my friends called me over however I couldn’t speak all I spoke was ‘sssaaatttsss’ as we sat anxiously at our desks we had got handed our ‘SATS’papers after I had got half way through the test I was re- assured that I did well.
In the afternoon; we were all exhausted and we all went to play rounders (I needed the fresh air!) we had sweets and the music was pounding in my ear. It was a BLAST ! I cant wait till SATS is finished. Hopefully tomorrow will be just as good WOW! What a long day it has been! Now I’m laid in my comfy bed hopefully tomorrow will disappear. I best get some sleep otherwise tomorrow I won’t know what to think ‘AAA’ the word ‘SATS’ just crept Into my mind and haunted me. Bring on tomorrow !!!!!!