All over the Arctic, polar bears are dying; starving because of melting ice which stops them hunting or left floating away from their families on sheets of ice which will eventually melt and they will die of exhaustion. This is caused by global warming, and the world meat industry is a massive factor in this…
Sometimes, I still think of home. It seems alien now, as though it came from another life. There are times when I can barely remember anything at all but this story always comes back to me wherever I am and I know that the memory of that day, long ago, in a different life will…
The horse’s hooves battered the ground with such a force anyone walking past would have thought it was an earthquake. The humid air made everything look hazy and the smell of freshly cut grass hung in the atmosphere. It was a happy time, when my sister and I would go out and ride from sunrise…
I remember walking up and down the beach. Watching the deep, blue sea washing up and down the sandy beach, it was always my safe place. The sand was always soft and smooth and the vast sea was always the same. When I came here, I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I loved it…
It was beginning to get late; the wind and rain beated endlessly upon the library windows. The bookshelves trembled against the weather’s brandished fists and every thunderclap threatened to close in and destroy each and every supporting beam of calm and tranquility, bringing down each and every ounce of hope. Deliberate and steady, I walked…
I don’t know why I did this. I came the closest to death that’s even possible, and it was all my fault. I was in my early thirties when this tragic day came. I was reckless and carefree. Looking back, I really did live life on the edge. I should have been more careful. It…
The town was small. It was quiet and tidy. The town had a main street. On the main street was a diner, gas station, market and a series of other shops. On the edge of the main street there was an old clock tower which was the tallest building in the town. The houses were…
Isolated by trees and forest, the small town of Evermay sat protected by the unknown. Brightly coloured houses and shops lined the main street and town-center, while the river wound the river wound its way through the cobbles. The stone bridge stretched across the current, forming the only way to cross to the other side.…
Students at Boroughbridge High School have spent our open evening on this first installment of a story set in the spooky Darkwood Manor… Deep in the village of Darkwood, a dark secret was buried in the villagers’ minds. The small village was concealed from the rest of the world. The houses were large and rambling.…
Endless fields roll over the hills, growing cabbages and other crops. Acres of farmland for the animals. The nearest town is half an hour away. Apple trees in lines as train tracks, followed by orange trees. Before we came to the farm, we used to live in the village. Everything was dull and gray. The…
It was about 3 o’clock on a hot afternoon. You could tell it had been raining because the mud on the ground was still damp. As we walked through the forest, we could feel the leaves by the side of the track scratch our skin. The sun had dried them out, making them sharp. We…
Mark sat in the helicopter, looking down at the water below. A small, rocky piece of land loomed before them, not far from the actual village: the target. Mark watched as the helicopters got into formation. They were nearly at the village. He couldn’t see anyone so he guessed that the villagers were hiding from…
I walk through a park that is normally infected with little children by the day, but at night, it becomes a horror scene. You always feel like someone or something is right there. It’s just something lingering about the air. A pungent smell of rotten meat floods into my nose. I run to the closest…
This is the start. Grass. Green blades that make the foundation of my life. This is Goodison Park, or heaven; home. This is my dream. I take my steps onto the ground, trembling like a building in an earthquake as my heart is pulled about; a tug of war between fear and excitement. I have…
In preparation for this article, Year Eight students reimagined Robert Swindells’ novel Brother in the Land as a film… The latest movie from Director J.J Abrams is the closest you ever want to get to nuclear war. This apocalyptic movie is set in northern England, which makes it even more thrilling because it feels somehow closer…
In preparation for this article, Year Eight students reimagined Robert Swindells’ novel Brother in the Land as a film… The latest movie adaptation from the book Brother in the Land by Robert Swindells is a masterpiece of cinema and the closest you want to get to nuclear war. It isn’t set in LA or Chicago, but…
My blunt multi-tool knife etches into my motionless arm. Little by little, the knife gets deeper and deeper. Blood is trickling down my arm. It was meant to be a walk in the park but it quickly turned into a nightmare. 127 hours stuck isolated in that canyon. That 800lb boulder waiting for me my…
I took my knife in my hand and pulled off the case, wondering if it was possible to put myself through more pain. As my vision blurred, I knew that I didn’t have long and that this was not going to be easy. I was trapped down there for a long time – 127 hours,…
Dao’s ears pricked, her heart stopped. Bells echoed across the valley inspiring fear. She could see the instant panic of villagers as they fled to the barracks. Dao watched her classmates stand up and queue up outside the building. She followed, staying to the back of the chaos. Everyone else was leaving for the shelter…
Dang ran around the open courtyard,which was surrounded by tiled buildings and palm trees leaving a dark shadow hanging on Dang’s shoulders. Dang heard it and looked above and saw the sky was overflowing. It was ringing and piercing Dang’s ears. Buzzing surrounded him. The movement of the sky came closer and the teacher was…
