Crushed

My mind spiralled round and round. It was like I was stranded on an island, my terrified thoughts like hungry sharks waiting for me to fall in. Snake like wires snapped and twisted, and then a faint sound...“Tyrone?“

“Mum?” A silhouette emerged from the rubble and clutched me tight. Then we stared at the piles if debris which looked like a vandalised graveyard. Then the faint sound of sirens started when i spotted the thing that no one should have to see. My dad was on the ground clutching my baby sister, mum bent down and said “i'm sorry.” Then we sat and cried in the middle of what used to be out temple. I felt empty, alone and crushed inside.  

Madison Shaw

Paper, Scissors, Rock

Paper, scissors, rock.  Let the battle begin!  I emerge from my rock form and happily watch the beautiful fairy.  Slice, a clump of trees fall lifelessly to the ground.   "Oh no the villain!"  I turn into rock form in mid air and hit the ground hard rolling down the hill.  My stubby face smacks on the hill.  I land with ease and I start sprinting on all fours towards the fairy to save her from the evil villain as his silver pointed boots destroy anything in its path.  

Roland van Rooyen

I look around at the horror that's just happened.  Piles of stone and brick get higher every second.   I can smell the dust from the stone.  I think to myself, "Is this just a dream?" I realise that it's not a dream.  i see people making mini houses out of the rubble.

Max Cross