He shuffled his feet through the dark alley with occasional howling of the wind. "Hey Dan, wait for me," Bryan yelled out. Dan spun around and waited as his friend strolled towards him.

"Crack." Bryan had accidentally stepped onto a piece of broken mirror. Dan ran towards him as fast as he could, treading carefully on his way. Dan then helped Bryan as he hobbled to safety. But he didn't know that his bad luck had just begun..


no storyline?

SiQi

"La la la... ..." hummed Jane as she tottered after Janet, her best friend who was sauntering down the corridor with her head held high.

"Excuse me, ladies. You are not supposed to lumber your way to your class. The bell has already rang." Mr Tan suddenly appeared behind Janet with a black face. "Even Peter with a twisted ankle, could limp faster than you," the teacher chided the girls sternly.

"Argh! Make way, make way, drunk guy coming through!" Mark cried out dramatically as he staggered past the teacher and the two girls into the classroom.

The atmosphere immediately lightened as the class erupted into laughter and giggles while Mr Tan's serious expression relaxed into a smile due to the antics of the class clown. Unfortunately, for coming to class late, Jane and Janet were not let off the hook. They had to write one hundred lines of "I will not be late for class again."

Kar yien

Extract of a story [Zhenyan 2F]

"Hey Joan! Please do not trail behind the group! You may get devoured by the wild animals that roam among these forests!" Instructor Kenneth called out to me.

"Ok! I will not!"I replied breathlessly. It was tiring, climbing up the mountains.

"Students! We have reached the second resting stop of the day, have a ten minutes rest and we shall continue on our hike." Instructor Kenneth called out to the whole group of students who were already whooping away with joy of able to rest.

After we have our rest.we were still left with some time and all the students were chatting away with their friends. Instructer Kenneth thought of resuming the hike but seeing our exhausted faces, changed his mind and decided to give us more time to rest. As I was feeling bored, I decided to wander about a little, near to the resting point.


As I wandered further and further away from the resting point, the voices and laughter of my fellow students could not be heard anymore. It was silent,except for the occasional chirping of the cricket in the distance.The atmosphere was eerie.My pulse started running faster and faster. Suddenly,I felt something creeping up my back. I tried to run but stumbled over the root of a huge tree and knocked my head on the trail of the forest. Everything blacked out...


`[zhenyan did her work XD]

Matthew’s Grandmother’s house was full of commotion that day, mainly because it was her ninetieth birthday. Her large network of family and friends had come to wish her many happy returns, as well as to partake in the food, fun, and company. As soon as all the guests arrived, her eldest son got onto the little stage to give a speech

“Dear friends and family. Thank your for coming to this joyous occasion. I would like to wish our dear Grandmother Many happy years ahead. Now let’s Boogie!” On that mark, the birthday party officially started.

“Come, Matthew, try my cookies! I made your favourite flavor, chocolate!” Matthew obliged, taking a cookie and relishing every bite.

“I’d like a cookie too,” said Jane, Reaching out to the plate.

The Grandmother gave Jane’s hand a smart slap, scowling” You can’t have them! They’re only for Matthew! Now get lost!”

Jane quietly slunk away, skulking. Since Matthew’s birth, Jane’s Grand mother had been openly hostile to her. Instead, she spent all her time doting on her only grandson, Matthew. Jane resented that, and hated Matthew with all her heart for ‘stealing’ her grandmother’s love from her. A plan was sparked from a dark corner of her mind. Smiling deviously, she put it into action.

Running back to her house, only two blocks away, she let herself into the empty house. Entering her room, she reached under her bed, feeling for something. “Bingo…” she echoed, as her hands felt something boxy. Quickly, she ran into Matthew’s room, letting herself in using the house master key hidden under the sofa. She quickly wrapped her present in the exact same wrapping paper as Matthew’s.
She then ran back to the party, swapping his gift with hers.

“Alright, it’s time for presents!” Someone cried. Soon, everyone crowded around Matthew’s grandmother. Naturally she picked Matthew’s present first. As soon as she opened the present, she let out a small gasp, then collapsed to the floor, clutching her heart. Those present let out a collective gasp, before rushing to her side. Jane stood at the sidelines in fear.
“Matthew, how could you…”Was all Jane’s grandmother could say before she sighed, giving away the spark of life. Released from her hands was a windup clock…

A year later, Matthew’s family had been estranged from the clan for committing the vile act of giving a clock to their grandmother. Matthew was never seen again. Some said he drowned himself in shame. Jane, who could not take the blood of two on her hands, committed suicide.

So many lives snuffed out over petty hate.

Watch over the fire!!

“"Watch over the fire, make sure all the papers offered are burnt to ashes,"Mrs. Tan instructed her son. Her young child nodded obediently and squatted some
distance from the burner while his mother, Mrs. Tan turned back into the house
to cook dinner.For the first few minutes he watched over the fire diligently, excited at the prospect of being given such a heavy responsibility.However, the feeling was short-lived, as boredom began to replace the wild excitement he was feeling a moment ago. Bored to death, the child slowly nodded off into a sleep.

Meanwhile, a red faced Caucasian staggered into the walkway with a bottle of beer in his hands,mumbling incoherently. Upon seeing the smoking burner, the drunken man thought that there was a fire starting. He threw in his bottle of beer hastily into the burner in hope of extinguishing the fire. Unfortunately, the bottle of beer
seemed to have the opposite effect! Instead of the fire dying, it exploded into
a stronger and fiercer fire. Sparks flew out of the burner which could hardly
contain the fire. The drunken man yelped in fright and jumped back into safety,
barely making it.

Due to the commotion and the heat of the growing fire, the child woke up dazed, staring at the sight which awaited him. Shocked, he snapped awake and fear crept around his heart.Recalling those hungry ghost festival stories that his mother told him, he thought that the raging fire was a sign that the ghosts were angry. Frightened, the child threw in more hell notes and screamed for his mother, his hands trembling as he dumped another huge pile of notes into the hungry fire, shouting ,"OH great ghosts above! Please forgive me, your humble and lowly servant!"

Thinking that some sort of ritual was going on, the drunken Caucasian danced around the burner hooting like a red-Indian. Wide-eyed, the stunned mother, who just came out of the house, stared at the hooting crazyman and her son who was chanting loudly to the burner,. She spent a moment accessing the problem before gasping out loud. Her eyes blazed with anger as she addressed her son.

“What did you do? Did you anger the ghosts?"She cried out to her crying son. "Hurry and pray for forgiveness before they punish you!" Mrs. Tan screamed, fear overwhelming her anger.

Panic-Stricken,she quickly knelt down and started praying aloud with her son following her example. To match their praying the drunken man started another round of hooting and dancing. Alas, the commotion the trio created did not help the situation at all. The fire was still as fierce, after swallowing all the hell notes at once.

Suddenly a soft rumble of thunder could be heard and dark clouds started to gather and a chilling wind swept through, as if encouraging the fire to grow. Luckily, before the fire could worsen, the rain fell, drenching the mother, son and the drunken man. Mrs. Tan hugged her son as rain trickled down her face,which was full of relieve while the Caucasian lay on the grass with arms spread out as if embracing the rain,giggling madly.