Friday 28 October 2016

The dream


Prologue:
The child created towards the swaying oak ladder. The sky scraper trees lurked in the shadows. They had seen this before!

The moon sparkled as it hung in the air like a gem for all to see. I advanced. Slowly. Pain seared across my chest, spending at rapid speed. I woke to my own scream.

It had just been a dream.
I was breathing hard and my t-shirt was stuck to my back. I checked the time. It was two am. I yawned. “I’m exhausted,” I thought out loud. Eventually my eyes grew heavy and I dozed off into a dreamless sleep.

My alarm tore through the house. Even my cat Tabby heard the high pitched beeps. “MYOW!” What's that irritating noise she thought.
“JONATHAN! TURN OFF  THAT ALARM!!”
“Sure Mum,”I groaned sleepily.

Bang, my feet hit the stairs as if I was crushing cockroaches. The chair buckled under my weight as I sat down. “Mum. We need better seats,” I said with a mouth full of Nutri-grain. My guess was that she wasn’t listening. Boy, was I right. “What’s the time?,” I wondered as I cheeked the clock and gasped “Time for school? All ready?”

The big yellow bus was parked outside. The gentle hum of the engine soothed the shock I just had. I ran to the bus as quickly as I could.  I wasn’t that fast because I tripped on a stone and landed face first. So this is what it like to have spots dancing in your eyes I thought. All of a sudden the bus turned red and it roared down the road. “no no wait up“ I  was screaming at the top of my lungs.The imagines faded I was still lying in front of the bus and all the kids were laughing at me. “I wasn’t going anywhere Jony,” said the bus driver.
“Mm year okay”
Oh no I must've said all those things out loud.  I  was mortified. From there it just went down hill. All kids mocked me and my seats were disgusting. They had chewing gum under them and lolly wrappers between the cushions.

I was ever so grateful  when we reached the school grounds freedom at last. I kept my head down and ran in shame and misery. I didn’t hear most of the snickering, laughter or kids mocking me.

I was nearly to my classroom when I heard someone shout. It was Elvis the terrifying bully. I was ever so quiet. Almost silent. “Ya running from a ghost? Or the boogie man?,” Elvis teased. Pain flared up inside me I was breathing hard now.
“NETHER,” I shouted as my shoulder made contact with his stomach. My fists rained down on Elvis but he barely noticed. My best friend Kevin heard all the racket and came running over.

“What are you doing Jonathan?” He asked  after he managed to tear me off Elvis.
“I don't know what came over me,” I managed to say after a lot of silence.
“Well you're gonna be in so much trouble”

Everybody sighed as the home bell echoed through the classroom. Loud creaks of chairs moving from under the desks rang out through the classroom. I was still getting teased about the earlier avent. I hadn't had any weird dreams since this morning so I hope I don't get another one now. I walked home miserably. After what felt like a year I finally reached my house’s doorstep. Once I reached my bedroom I flopped down on my bed.

My mum opened the door just as I looked up. “Go away” I moaned.
“Honey what's wrong,” my mum said in what was meant to be a sweet soothing voice. There was Silence for a hole of ten seconds. “Well I  suppose you need some time alone,” my mum said as she left my room. Eventually I managed to dozes off.

The world spun at 10,000 mph  and I appeared in a different world. It was in the same place as dream as last time. The only thing was I was closer, there wasn't any pain, and there was a ladder with about a million rungs. I climbed up the ladder as if I did it all the time. I'm actually afraid of highs so I never climb up ladders. I was so curious when I got to the top be us I saw a big alien ship. A magnetic ray pulled me towards the alien spacecraft. “Nooooooooo!”

My petrified scream bounced off the walls waking me from my sleep. I was so scared I wanted to investigate. I grabbed a flashlight and hopped out the window. The wind whipped across my face. I was sprinting at top speed. Golden grass glittered in the moonlight as I ran by. Just like in the dream the oak ladder stood in front of me. One after another my shaking feet reached up the ladder.

The ship was amazing although it had a spooky hint around it. I creeped along the steel passageway. CLANG!,my foot smashed against a pipe. “Hey who’s there?,” went an alien voice
“Oh no” he’s seen me. I ran for my life no literally I ran for my life.
“Halt. well if you don’t want to be blasted to ashes” said an alien with a laser gun. The alien had a nametag that said Flamasiak (pronounced  flam-as-e-ak). I know what a strange name. I wonder how he got it? Right back to the story. He dragged me into a cell with long wires sprouting from the walls. “Let me out of here.” I cried while banging on the steel door. I turned my head in sorrow. I had a bed but that was all. Click the door burst open and someone put me to sleep.

When I woke l was strapped down by old let her straps. I turned my head. “Oh no this can't be good” Heaps of bodies were hanging from glowing blue tubes. It looked as if they were trying to turn the bodies into aliens. Is that Fred? Is that Billy? Those are all my friends and enemies. In fact they’re all the people I know. If I don't get free who knows what could happen to them.

The End

Blue Man Group

  • I walked  through the doors to hear excited murmurs
  • Words rolled along small digital screens
  • Sudden loud noise of drums 
  • They put paint on the drums
  • Made a paint drawing with drums
  • Played the pipes (Band joins in)
  • Made a paint drawing with lollies
  • Made my brother through 3 pieces of chocolate into a blue man’s mouth
  • They played the pipes again
  • Chose a girl from crowd to eat with
  • There suits lit up 
  • They released big inflatable balloons that we hit up
  • They fired strands of colored paper
  • Made a painting with someone from audience  by coating him in paint and banging him against a white piece of paper 
  • Then they show you who helped organise the show
  • You leave


(Not all the shows are the same)

Wednesday 26 October 2016

Gordon's birthday breakfast

“Gordon. Gordon. Wake up!” boomed Terry as he burst through the bedroom door.
“Come on Terry, it's only six o'clock in the morning” moaned Gordon.
“Really, have you still not changed the time on that silly alarm clock?” His brother was right. He had his alarm clock shipped from overseas and he still hadn't changed the time.
“Okay, it might be time to get up but why can't I have a sleep in on my birthday?”

The fresh smell of pancakes filled the air. “Happy birthday, Gordon!” Everyone yelled excitedly. I gaped at what they had done for me and wondered how they did it so quietly. There were happy birthday buntings, party hats and balloons everywhere you could see!

Finally,  I had taken in the whole situation and taken a seat at the table. We had pancakes with bacon and maple syrup for breakfast. Afterwards, we had my birthday cake which was divine. That was basically my birthday breakfast.

The End