The new tower has been released and it is their turn to climb the spiral building, but little did they know, it's never ending. A few minutes into climbing, the leader of the tower stopped, the rest did as well. The hooves stopped clashing with the ground, a movement caught their eyes, a giraffe falling from the top. It was from the previous tower. It has given up on climbing, like how it has given up on its life. The giraffe knew that ending it now would be much more pleasant than climbing up a never ending spiral. The falling giraffe's body has slammed on the ground with speed. Before the tower kept on walking, they took a quick glimpse of the blooded mess of the giraffe who fell 580 meters.
I am a Year 8 student at Saint Patrick's School in Auckland, NZ. I am in Room 8 and my teacher is Ms. George.
Wednesday, 18 November 2020
580 meters.
Tuesday, 17 November 2020
Wednesday, 4 November 2020
Alma
Alma sees children writing their names on a wall full of names outside the shop. She noticed that every child that walks past does this. Alma recognised some of the dolls in the shop with her, she thought about it for a while, she suddenly remembered everything, she recognised their faces from the posters passed around the town...the ‘missing’ children. Thinking deeply in her lifeless body, Alma finally got it, every child that writes their name on the wall, a doll version of them appears on the display window.
Hours later, a young red haired girl strolls down the pathway. The wall of names caught her attention so she decides to write her name on it. It was hard to write her name because she was wearing mittens. letter by letter, the name ‘Scarlett’ was written down. After she was done, she took a step back to admire how big the wall was and how many names were on it. While walking blindly backwards. a mechanism went off behind her, She turned around, and to her surprise, it was her, as a doll on the display window of the Doll Shop.
In the corner of Alma’s wooden eye, she sees Scarlett on the other side of the window, admiring her doll self. She looked amazed and as soon as she noticed the doll was wearing the same thing as her, she got excited and at that point, Alma knew Scarlett wanted the doll. Scarlett ran towards the entrance of the shop in joy. Alma looked at Scarlett. She pulled down the door handle that had been locked after Alma’s entry to the shop. Alma thought Scarlett was like the other children, who give up after a failed attempt of opening the locked door, but no, Scarlett was desperate for the look-a like doll. She tried everything she could to open the door and eventually succeeded. As she entered the shop she tumbled over the cyclist Doll by the door, unimpressed, she kicked it to the other side of the shop. She turned her head towards the display window to once again see her doll but there was just a pile of dust waiting to be blown away.
Scarlett was confused, she looked around the shop to find where her doll went. She then found the doll next to Alma’s. Alma noticed the doll was beside her. She saw Scarlett doing the same things she did. Alma was trying her best to stop her, she shook her eyes side to side to try and get Scarlett’s attention, Scarlett heard Alma’s wooden eyes clanking, she stopped climbing and fell off. She ran out of the shop in fear, crying as the doll disappeared from beside Alma.
Alma was sad, she never thought that she would scare someone away in her life, however, she was proud that she saved someone’s life.