100 wc - 29/11

… we seemed to be on the television…
My heart raced and I had to stop myself nervously drumming my fingers on my legs. It wasn’t our fault our country was war torn, nor was it our fault that we have no other choice but to escape. It wasn’t our fault that our escape option had to be illegal, so that's what we are doing.
That’s how we ended up locked in a windowless room. I couldn't help but worry it was my fault. Did I give it away. But now we seemed to be on TV supporting an article on refugees and feeling unsure of what will happen to us next.

100 wc

15/11/18 - Bricks Gorilla Yellow Running Pretty
It was a stunning day. The sun was out streaming over the field and ponds. We walk across the path. Kids were running around happily pointy at the sleeping giants sprawled across the ground while some eat from the highest trees. Across the other side or the bridge a yoga class was on show as balancing on one leg with a strict theme of pink. Pretty colours danced from tree to tree in front of us. Yellow daisies were dotted along the ground and just around the wall made of bricks was a Gorilla sitting calmly next to the ‘hope you enjoyed your visit at the zoo’ sign.

100 WC 29/10/18 … because I said so…

“Mom!” She screeched down the up the stairs.
“No Natalie you are not going!” replied her mother firmly already knowing what she was going to ask.
“Ughh!” she cried “all of my friends are going.”
“Well, does it look like I am letting you go? she challenged, “no, so quit asking”
“But Mom, why not? Natalie persisted, “it is only Halloween around the neighborhood with my friends”
“Because I said so” she with finalty.
“But—” She whined.
“No” she said as she walk away.
But Natalie knew her mum couldn’t stop her if she didn’t know she was gone.

So that night she opened her window and climbed out. The street was packed with costumes ranging from monsters to pirates to princess. She slipped into the crowd and she knew there was nothing her mother could do about it now.
When Natalie got home her mother was waiting for her with the police panicked. Natalie was never the same after that night but she never said why.

22/06/18 - Intruder

I could feel the movement in my house. I listened frozen with fear. I knew it wasn’t my mind tricking me this time
and I knew I wasn’t ready to be left home alone. I tried to hide but I couldn’t, I tried to escape but I couldn’t.
Instead I let out was a meek squeal. This only lead the intruder straight into my bedroom. I could feel their presence
in the dark room. She flicked the light on. “Hi sweetie are you alright” Yeah I’m fine mum” So I was right there was
someone in the house! But they weren’t an intruder. That’s when I realised the power fear had.

Species - 100wc

It’s going to be cold my colleague jeered.

I ignore him and jump into the misconstrued ocean with my wetsuit and scuba gear prepared to find knew species.

But as soon as I jump in I give 4 tugs on the rope signaling something’s exciting.

Furry, gills, feet, hands, circular, 3 half trunk noses, 2 bulgy eyes, oval mop like mouth, sunken in face giving it a innocent look and ears like the end of a trumpet.

I try processing what I was seeing, going through files in my mind trying to match up the species to anything I’d seen before.

‘when did it arrive?’ I said - 100wc

‘when did it arrive?’ I said

Ava go get the mail I shout down the hallway at my little sister. She she got off the couch and
trudged out the front door giving me a icy stare as if to say I’m telling mum. She walks grumpily
back in holding some envelopes and junk mail despite the no junk mail sign. Anything for me I
ask, nope Ava says to her 16 year old big sister Isla with a mischievous yet almost unnoticeable
look on her face. I shrug and forget about it thinking it was just her being grumpy with me nothing to
worry about, anyway what harm would a little sister do to you anyway. Weeks went passed and I forgot
about it.

But a few weeks later a see an envelope addressed. Flipping is over I see that I had won tickets
to Bruno Mars but hadn’t noticed or been told ”when did it arrive?’ I said shocked.

The Final

I pull the crimson shirt on and smile nervously. I don’t want to let the team down, not while

wearing the shirt I’d always dreamed of playing in. Stepping onto the pitch, my heart
quickens, the stadium lights, misty air and cheering crowd gives me a sense of
accomplishment.

Five minutes to go. We need the winning goal. Running into space I find myself in trust
of the ball, trusted to take the shot, trusted in winning the final. Frantically I shoot. The
goalie jumps. The ball spins, clipping the edge of the goalies hand then into the goal.
A smile plastered across my face and grave looks plastered across the oppositions.

But how she get up there

Gripping so tight my fingers went white. I edged my way over to the dangling rope. One step at a
time. My feet slip and I grasp the pole hurriedly. Nervously I look down and am instantly reminded
of the fact that I'm 200m high. My sweaty toes curl over the edge trying to get as much grip as
possible.

The rope swings in reach and my clammy hands clench the rope tight. Breaths come sharp as the
rope I’m grasping gets lowed to the ground.

My feet touch the ground and relief rushes through me. “But how she get up there?” Murmurs a little
Boy, “Is she superwoman?”

Teacup In The Park

“That's something out of the ordinary” I think. It was a gigantic teacup with a massive hand print on
it. I crouch down to take a look. ‘Coming ready or not.” “That was a terrible spot.” It’s not my hiding
spot you moron look what I found aren’t you seeing the massive hand print on it.” “It’s not that
interesting someone's just put a giant cup there.” “Can’t you just use you imagination, it could be
Mrs Potts she might have fallen out of the palace’s window, a Giant could have dropped it, just let
your imagination run.”

100 Word Challenge - But What If I Was In Charge

‘Breaking News’ flashes across the screen. “Donald Trumps threatens to...” ‘What’s he done now’ I

think as I see Trump and Kim Jong Un standing in front of missiles like 2 little boys out of control.

‘But what if I was in charge’ are my exact thoughts, then we wouldn’t have a president that threatens

to build a wall between Mexico and USA then make them pay for it, or send missiles at North Korea.

Or a president who claimed he could “Stand in the middle of 5th Avenue and shot somebody, and I

wouldn’t lose voters.” Just imagine if I was in charge.

100 Word Challenge

“V-step and the grapevine.” I look across the park and crack up. Ralphie runs around wildly yapping
as fiercely as the little dog could, shocked by the strange sight. I keep walking trying not to stare.
Unable to keep my laughter in I burst out getting sour glares. Ralphie skampers around my legs
pawing at my legs trying to warn me. I walk away pretending to mock the funny synchronised
moves. Turning the corner I walk away, looking around the corner to catch my last glimpse.
Ralphie eagerly runs home as if he knew we had to be home by six.

We were moving very fast when… - 100 word challenge

Hands clammy, heart pounding, head swirling, legs shaking. I walk towards the cart and buckle in. My sweaty hands grip tight. Light surges through the end of the tunnel as I gaze out at the spiraling roller coaster tracks awaiting me. With a jolt I fly back in my seat. Eyes wide with terror. Flying across the tracks. We soon approach the loop. Flying up twisting upside down disorientating myself momentarily. Corkscrewing round and round before whizzing down a massive drop. The ride ends and I hop of feeling faint. “Wow” I think “we were moving very fast when we went down the slope”