Friday, 8 September 2017

The day my teacher was away...

The day my teacher was away, a student died, his name was Connor. This student was loved by everyone in his school. The news of his untimely death flashed through the school like lightning. The whole school was saddened by this death..

A student in room 8 suddenly said,"he's not dead, he's right there, in good health. See", other students suddenly followed,"he's not dead", even the teacher agreed, so did the principal, the principal said,"Connor is not dead, he's in good health and you should continue to work as a team and enjoy the rest of your days at school until the summer break."

As the day went on students still went on, pretending that Connor was still alive, the school's gates closed by themselves and the day seemed to freeze in time, the clocks stayed frozen, showing the same time, 12:26. Then suddenly books were flying everywhere, one book hit a student's head, that student was Eugene. Unfortunately, he fell unconscious, the books still flew everywhere and the pupils ducked under their tables for some form of protection.

Many people were scared, four students managed to get out of the classroom. Another event of hysteria began.  The doors shut and were locked tight and all of the students of room 8 were trapped in their room, along with students with them. This chaos didn't stop. People in the classroom tried to figure out methods to stop this, countermeasures to be exact.

The events started to get worse.  Outside the classroom, the ground was shaking and the playground suddenly fell apart. The fields started to open. Then a person soon shouted out,"WE NEED TO STOP PRETENDING THAT CONNOR  IS ALIVE." His name was Tristan. The idea struck through everyone that they had to accept the cruel reality that he really was dead. So, that stopped the pretending. There was a bright light, everyone's vision went white and couldn't see anything.

The thing with this light was that it changed the entire atmosphere of the students, it made everyone, not scared, instead, they seemed very relaxed, the light somehow was soothing. As everyone's vision returned to normal, the classroom, field, and playground looked new, it was like nothing had happened. The gates were open and books were back on the shelf and time went back to normal.

Students were dumbfounded as to what had occurred. They carried on with the day. As the school day came to an end, students went home with mixed emotions, 'What happened' they thought and then life returned to normal as if the event and anxiety had never happened.


  1. Good evening Room 8,
    My name is Lusia and i'm a year 8 student from St Pius X Catholic School.
    AMAZING WRITING!! Very unique and deep! I like your sentence structure you put in and your incredible vocabulary! Keep it up!

  2. Hello Room 8 I'm Jonathan from st Patrick's,
    I really enjoy the story, with how the gates "Magically" fly closed and how the story has a air of creepiness.
    This story is AMAZING I do not reckon it couldn't be ANY BETTER!
    P.S. Can you please look at my Blog on this link?

  3. Good Morning, Room 8 the moment I read the title of this piece of writing I knew straight away that it was going to be amazing. And when I read it, from my point of everything was very well done especially your Vocbulary!


  4. Good Morning Room 8,
    I really enjoyed your story. I liked the way you put everything in detail and how it happened like how books went flying everywhere and people were scared shocked and stuff. I don't think this could get any better. Keep it up