My Mother

I love my mum no matter what.
She died when I was four years old.
She died because of breast cancer.
I didn't know what to do - cry or faint!
I didn't go to school for one month because I couldn't take the pain inside me.
Why did this happen to me?
I mean I didn't even spend much time with her.
My beautiful mum is in heaven now.
I love her.

By Rehana Boota

Twilight Breaking Dawn Part 2 Film Review!

The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 2 – Review

The amazing new Twilight Breaking Dawn Part 2 just hit are cinema screens with a huge BANG !! This fifth and concluding film in the cinematic franchise based on Stephenie Meyer's Twilight saga begins in medias res and will be wholly unintelligible to newcomers.
The story is now at the stage where Bella, (played by Kristen Stewart), is now a proper vampire and a proper mum, and Edward (Robert Pattinson) is a dad. But there's a shock in store. She has been delivered of an uncanny-valley CGI moppet (half human and vampire)called Renesmee, weirder and scarier-looking than any vampire. This bizarre digital effects is so that the infant's features can be seen to change progressively into those of the actual flesh-and-blood performer, 11-year-old Mackenzie Foy, who will come to play Renesmee as a child.

There are tensions at first, but basically Bella and the baby settle down pretty well with the extended Cullen clan, and with  uncle-guardian Jacob (Taylor Lautner) who has "imprinted" (when a werewolf finds there soul mate) his soul on the child. Once again, the vampire family do a lot of their signature standing around, as if posing for a Boden catalogue of the Undead. They are still living in that very elegant modern house but, very bizarrely, when the Cullens fix Edward and Bella up in a place of their own, their normal taste goes right down the toilet with a horrific little Tudor cottage featuring a closet containing four separate vulgar designer bags for Bella. Sadly, the existence of little Renesmee causes a flareup with the sinister Volturi vampires led by Aro (Michael Sheen) and the stage is set for a titanic battle.

As advertised in the semi-trailer that ended Breaking Dawn Part 1, it leads up to an epic confrontation on a frozen lake in the American northwest that will have you on the edge of your seats. On one side are vampires from all over the world dedicated to peaceful coexistence, led by Bella Swan (Kristen Stewart), a newly initiated vampire herself, mother of a precocious child and married to the vampire Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson).On the other side are the Volturi, a sinister collection of unreconstructed black-cowled vampires from wicked old Europe.

From all the previous Twilight films I would have to say Breaking Dawn Part 2 is the best by far.
And i think that people who have already seen it would have to agree with me. Also if i had to rate the film out of ten I would say TEN THOUSAND !(Because it was that great with all the twists and mysteries that had you really thinking)

Lastly for all those devoted Twilight fan (fanpires !) who haven't  got a chance to see it yet, go to you nearest cinema and enjoy the great TWILIGHT EXPERIENCE !!!!
  
BY Sabine 8S/FAS

The Death of Cinna

The lock turned...
The door opened...
It was a bad idea for Cinna to come out
But only curiosity forced him

All the questions were bombarded on me
They asked:
"What's your name?"
"Where do you dwell?"
"Are you married or a bachelor?"
All these questions were asked; only Cinna's head knew how he was feeling.

ANSWER! ANSWER THEM TRUTHFULLY
I am Cinna, Cinna the poet
KILL THE CONSPIRATOR
I am no conspirator, I am a poet

IT IS NO MATTER HIS NAME IS CINNA

Cinna has been put to silence
The last thing he saw was a flash of a sword
T'was the pointy bit that struck.

Cinna is free
He is no coward
HE IS A POET

By Mam Penda Secka 8N

Falling Angels

Preface

24th December 1953 7:52pm

1 day before Christmas

Dear Diary,

Today was a day I will never forget! This was by far the best present I could ever be given. This morning I went on a stroll in the park where I met the guy of my dreams. He was like an angel who came from the heavens just to infuriate others with his dazzling looks. This was my partner, Steven Jones who was waiting for my arrival. When I walked to Steven I felt like my heart was about to explode with the expectations of today's plan. This was when I was taken by surprise, Steven was on his knees, holding my hands in his and after I was able to compose myself from the surprise he asked me to marry him. At first I thought it was a joke, but after looking at his face I could see he was serious, and so the first thing that came to my head was "Yes, I will marry you, Steve." I didn't really care about anything else except him; this was the happiest day of my life.

Rosaline

 

Chapter 1

 

This was just an average Friday morning at home; wake up, brush my teeth, get changed, eat some breakfast and leave for school. When I arrived at school, trouble erupted from the other side of the car park. The girls march over to me with intimidating speed engulfing me within the pack. The girl in front was Stacey Becket, my all-time rival since I came to this school. The last time me and Stacey were together was when we were fighting after she made a fool out of me in class. "Look who the cat dragged in girls, a filthy rodent!" Stacey said and then all the other girls laughed on cue looking like they had been having a rehearsal before a performance. I wanted to hit Stacey in the face for all the torment she inflicted on me like: placing a few spiders in my bag, throwing mud at my face and pushing me down in gym all the time.

 

The was the girl I hated with every fibre of my being. "Oh, look who it is, the wicked witch of the west," I said as I walked past her and her gang. I made my way to English where I met one of my friends, Ashley June, my best friend. "Hurry up Victoria before we're late for class." I ran the distance between us and we quickly made our way to class. We made it in time before Miss Dodd's started with the register when I realised someone was sitting in my seat. I wanted to yell at that person for being so stupid until I saw his face. How his pale skin went with his dark hair, how his topaz eyes twinkled in the lights, how his face made my legs quiver and how his eyes were watching me like a mountain lion would watch a deer with a hungry and unsettling look on their face. When he saw I was looking at him he quickly composed himself, probably hoping I hadn't seen his look for some reason. "Miss Grace I do hope you can take a seat so I may be able to start the register?" Miss Dodd's question snapped me back to reality. "Of course Miss Dodd's." I made my legs move and made my way to the only chair left, right at the back of the class.

 

As soon as I sat down, Miss Dodd's started reading the register, but I wasn't really paying attention as I tried to figure out who was the new person till Miss Dodd's called my name, but the next one I have not heard of. "Steven Jones?" Miss Dodd's asked, that was when the new boy spoke "Yes Miss Dodd's." His voice was so mesmerising it was like an angel only more harmonised within his being. It was so beautiful that I almost asked him to speak again, but I was able to quickly stop myself from being the new laughing stock in school. Realisation dawned on me that I now knew his name, Steven Jones, Steven Jones, Steven Jon- "Victoria, Victoria did you finish the English homework?" asked Ashley. "Oh my gosh, I totally forgot all about it!" "Miss Dodd's is going to freak!" Ashley did her best to suppress a smile, but I could see it around the edges of her mouth.

 

After Miss Dodd's had finished her rant about me not doing my homework was when we started to learn some interesting facts on Romeo and Juliet like the play was set in Verona, at first Romeo was in love with Rosaline and the Montague and Capulet families are bitter enemies yet I just couldn't forget Steven for some strange reason. When English finished I had Maths with Mr Smith, this teacher was one nobody liked at all. He was one who has never ever been nice to his students especially when it came to the remarks he makes to the students on their test results, which was enough to make you hate the guy for life. "Miss Grace, I hope you may hurry up and sit down, especially considering the fact that you are falling behind in class and last week's test results were horrendous young lady, and as such you are being forced to attend revision sessions every Friday after school starting today from 3 to 4 o'clock!"

 

"What! I can't because I have plans to go to the mall with my friends!"

 

"Yes you will Victoria or else yo will not be entered in the SATs exams in June!"

 

I walked to my seat, skulking after this atrocity has been made. I opened my maths book and found my last piece of work. It had a post-it note stuck on it. It said 'you must show you're working out when solving a simultaneous equation if you are to get full marks.' "Aargh!" I closed my maths book and threw it at the other end of the table. I was so outraged I didn't even notice Jane staring at me like I was crazy until Mir Smith asked for silence.

 

 

To be continued...

 

By Ezekiel Bennett

The Beach is...

Grey socks, which are washed out.
Gloomy.
Isolated, nobody want to go near it,
No happiness what so ever.
Wind whistling constantly!
Alone as it has no friends,
No life what so ever.
A deserted sea.
There is only one word that describes the beach:

SILENCE

By Mam Penda Secka

Just put it in

Rice and peas,
Crackers and cheese,
Put it in the trolley Dad won't mind.

Bread and jam,
Tomatoes and ham,
Put it in the trolley Dad won't mind.

Butter and drinks,
Chips and linkx,
Put it in the trolley Dad won't mind.

Sweets and crisps,
Potatoes and chips,
Put it in the trolley Dad won't mind.

By Mam Penda Secka

Work Musical

Phones ringing,
Paper dropping,
People chatter,
Ow!
My head hurts!

Keyboards clicking,
Indentification scanning,
Pens clicking,
Ow!
My head hurts!

Cleaners whistling,
Workers moaning,
People running,
Ow!
My head hurts!

By Mam Penda Secka

Mosque Recipe

Firstly, pour mosque clothes,
Next, do wudu (ablution),
Then, walk mosque,
After that, greet teacher,
Now, read quietly on floor,
Following this, beat bad children until
Behaved,
Now, read fluently to teacher,
Finally say goodbye to teacher and go home.

By Mam Penda Secka

King Spikes

He is called King Spikes because he likes to poke people,
If I were you should stay away.
So that's why.
So go away today!!

He likes to eat.
He likes to nibble and munch,
So he can have a big belly,
He goes munch, munch, crunch!!

He has great senses apart from his
eyesight,
He bumps about,
He should wear glasses.
To prevent him from shouting out.

By Mam Penda Secka

Mean Girls

These girls are not really my friend,
Even though I don't care,
But they still cut their eyes at me,
That don't give me a scare!

I really hate them girls and I know
They hate me too,
But even though I've made new friends,
I might live with that my whole life through.

They leave me stranded at dinner time,
That isn't really fair,
But even though I've made new friends,
I know this meanness will never end.

My Lessons

My lessons are very good especially PSHE and English because I am really good and sometimes get TRIC stickers. My teachers for English are Miss Mulhearn and Mr Forbes. They are both really nice teachers. With Miss Mulhearn I am reading a book called Alone on a Wide Wide Sea and with Mr Forbes I am reading a book called Skellig. My PSHE teacher is Miss Ilyas, she is very nice. She is a business studies teacher. PSHE stands for personal, social, health education.

By Zairah Nasar 7TJH/ZM

Ghost poem!

I am almost afraid of the dark out there.
The dead cat lunging like a wild bear.
The clock ticking and the books standing,
Wise and silent, on every hand.
The windows screaming like a cat.

Blood dripping from the ceiling and light.
Ghost's blowing like the wind out there.
When I open the windows and go to bed.
Will the ghost come in and kill me?
My bed is shaking like an earthquake.
What am I going to do?
Is something going to break?

By Arusa Zarif 8b/En2

I am a Ghost

Wom, Boom I am a ghost. I will kill you if I hate you the most.
When I am mad I am very bad and you should be very sad.
When you open the windows and go to bed, I will be there
To chop off your head!

If you are sad I am here to make you go mad.
Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, Am I scary?
Because I am about to turn you into Bloody Mary.
Since I am not done,
You probably run because I am having so much fun.
Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha.

By Abdinasir Abdi 8b/En2

Death Again

It gave me a chance, a chance to do good.
I accepted fearfully and hid under my hood.
The sins I committed are nothing alike.
For a glimse I saw me on a spike!
Walking for days on the forest floor,
I killed several animals and still hungry for more.

It searched and searched but death could not find me,
It took the close ones, they accepted kindly.
Through the blistering wind and snow,
I know it was my foe.
Through all the killings and all the pain,
I wish death would give me a chance again...

By Salman Khan 8b/En2

Haunted House

I feel like there's something watching me,
I'm very sure can't you see.
Oh, it's so scary in the haunted house,
There's a big cat fighting over a mouse.
There's something there in the hall,
But, I really want to see but I can't at all.

It's like there's something here,
But it never really comes near.
I am here and I could see blood dripping.
I'm afraid to see so I'm limping,
I'm near my cosy bed.
I feel like there's something near that's dead.

By Anishah Fahreen 8b/En2

Dead Streets

I was on these dead streets,
Alongside the cheats,
Yet I walk past and they stare,
Do you think I care?

I'm almost afraid of the dark,
When I can hear loud gunshots in the park.
Police driving up and down the road,
Gangsters pulling out their code.

I dreamed of going home,
I was running, I was in my zone.
But oh, could I forgive them for being in the dome...

By Sabir Ahmed 8b/En2

I'm Almost Scared

I am also scared of the wind blowing it
Gets me frightened. The knock on the door?
Who would it be? Ghost or a friend?

I dreamed they will come back again.
Dead people living in my house,
Shouting, screaming and killing.

I woke up, blood dripping on my hand,
'Drip,' 'drip,' 'drip.' Wake up was I awake,
Or still in my dream? Was I trapped?

By Adrees Chohan 8b/En2

Ghost

I was afraid that the ghost might come.
But the ghost was really dumb.
I looked at the light and it was turned off.
Then I heard the ghost cough.

I ran out of the living room and went to my bed.
Then the ghost was on top of my head.
I went out of the bed and went under the bed.
i saw the ghost coming out of my chest.

I ran to my mum's room and looked out of the door,
Then I saw the ghost coming from the floor.
I ran out of my mum's room and went outside,
I saw my mum running inside...

By Feysal Abdukadir 8b/En2

Dead Ghost

I am almost afraid of wind out there,
The dead trees, leaves skip onto the porches bare.
I sit here alone in this quiet and boring house.
With the damp lamplight which goes on and off.
When it goes dark it freaks me out.

While, the clocks tick-tock at night,
Anything could go on.
Which might be wrong or right.
While I go to sleep in my bed,
Will they come and stand at my head?

Last night I had a dream that they would be back,
And take me away I need help right away.
Anything could happen when I go there.
That's why I am really scared someone people help me!

Who could help me? No one,
Because I am alone trapped on my own.
Got nothing to do.
How can I get myself out of here?
Someone tell me and tell me how!

I will not be glad if I was dead by this bad harming ghost,
There are so many things I want to do.
Cannot die like this I want to die in peace and calm.
I wish they would give me a chance again.

By Biflu Miah 8b/En2

Ghost of jealousy

There's a rockin' in the chair and
There's no one sitting there.

There's a creeking on the floor,
Blood splattered on the door.

Screaming throughout the halls,
I hear the girl should have been mine.

Teaming with fear my family tremble,
Gloomy rooms with shattered glass all around.

It isn't fair on me, what's that
pulling at my hair?

I hide in the basement and
things get worse.

I see a flicker of light
But it's not a way out.

I gets closer to me and I say
"Tell me, are you the ghost of jealousy?"

By Theo Pitter 8b/En2

The Forest

Sombrely walking in the forest. Dark
and scary there were so many barks.
The wind rushed through the air,
I was here! But where?
Standing all alone
Without one moan.

In the distance I see something grumpy.
Not looking very happy.
What is this?
Oh I just miss
home, which way shall I go?
No exit! Ouch I hurt my toe.

It's getting darker and darker
I can't even whisper...
Freezing in the cold,
With no one to hold.
Starting to lose my voice,
Will I have a choice?

Finally seeing a gap,
I make my way without a map.
Slowly walking, I saw a ghost
unlike most.
He greated me,
And offered me a cup of tea.

By Thasniya Parvin 8b/En2

Ghost

As I entered the room...
The door shut behind me, 'BOOM!'
There was a whisper in my ear,
Which made me burst into tears.
I removed the cloth with my hand,
Then I realised it was a TV stand.

A spooky shadow just ran past,
I was scared to be last.
The room was really dark,
I heard a dog bark.
On the floor there was blood which was old.
No wonder the house never sold...

By Mohima Sheefa

Cold Blood

I was cold at night,
I couldn't see a light.
My heart started to beat faster than a blink,
I couldn't even wink.

I went downstairs,
To have a drink.
My body felt like it had shrunk.
There was a nasty stink,
Which smelt like rotten flesh.

I was almost there...
I went up the stairs...
A man came up to me and said...

...You're dead!

By Shoaib Jamil 8b/En2

The Aston Manor Ghost

I am almost afraid of the school over there.
The creepy dead walls falling apart one by one.
The creepy old, rusted, broken windows letting in cold blowing wind.
There he sits, in the low lit room, all alone.
One creepy old clock which always ticks so loud and the books that stand alone.
Extremely silent in each and every room.

I am afraid of the school over there.
Even in the night it is rare to sleep.
He blows in sorrow of his wife which he missed.
In the other dead rooms the windows clatter,
Every moment of the dreadful day.
How could I sleep without my dearly and beloved ones, how?

Two days ago I dreamed my beloved ones were here,
But it was just a dream.
I open my dead, weeping eyes and not a soul is there,
How that hurts me, every single time.
When will my beloved come, when?
Until my beloved does not come I will not be able
To die in peace.

But oh, they will come my dear,
Weeping souls guarentee you that.
I can not bare to live without her anymore,
She will come.
And when she does, only then will I die in peace.

By Ihsaan Hussain 8O/RS

Eat it

Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce myself. My name is Mam Penda Secka; I'm an ordinary citizen, just like the individuals in this room. Today, I'm going to open your eyes and tell you how dangerous Anorexia Nervosa; people still do it; I don't get it. SO I say to you today: Anorexia is a disease, not a fashion statement.

In this day and age girls and young adults are becoming self-conscious, due to their weight.

Anorexia Nervosa is an eating disorder and a mental health condition, which can be life threatening. Any magazine, TV or advert on the internet we look at is full of 'skinny' girls. Our fashion statement 'skinny' looks good in clothes and skinny is beautiful. As a result of this, most girls want to look like that.

It's not healthy, it's not pretty, it's not real. Becoming anorexic can cause: heart problems, stomach problems, kidney problems, dehydration and more. (Ninety percent of anorexia sufferers are women. Five to eighteen percent of these will die of a pointless death.)

The media has a part in this 'disease;' they are making celebrities on the computer appear the 'perfect' size when they are acting or presenting. So I ask now, at this second, who are we to copy celebrities? They are not real!

Imagine if your life was like this:

3.30am: Get up. Go to gym, run 6.50 miles. BURN 600 CALORIES.

4.30am: Do 800 sit-ups. Do upper/lower body strength training.

5.30am: Go home. Take a shower. Take a nap.

Would you like a life like this? Is being 'skinny' worth this? NO!

Many girls and women who are anorexic have psychological issues - due to abuse. The only thing they believe they CAN control is their food intake and their weight. Despite being un-common condition anorexia is one of the leading causes of mental health-related deaths. This can be due to the effects of malnutrition or as a result of suicide. Anorexia is life threatening, stupid and pointless.

We can change this; let it be known that anorexia nervosa is not needed. Let the world know we can save lives by doing our part in society. When I see my friends - girls - I want to have the reassurance that they are going to stay with me and not leave as a result of a blindness illness.

We, the people of life, have the power to change the blindness dying, so lets change it. Lets open girls eyes to a happy life full of healthy beauty. We are the power to life, lets not let people die over something meaningless.

By Man Penda Secka 8a/En1

My Pencil Case Home

"Humpty dumpty sat on the wall, humpty dumpty had a gre..." You all know how the rhyme goes. You might think that the rhyme is surreal. Well you're WRONG!

So you know, I'm at a landfill site after those stupid Kings men couldn't put me together again. This is me with missing organs and one arm.

Walking, walking until the end...
"BOO, Ha Ha I SCARED YOU" Shouted the weird object. (at that time I didn't know who that was)
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm the Pencil Case Home, duh!" explained the Pencil Case Home.

"If you don't know me then you must be new, I'm the oldest resident at this dump and the best home ever!"
"How is that meant to be?"
"I'm home to the most unwanted pests in the world. Gosh, how much do I have to explain to get to you?" He said.
"Sorry for asking," I muttered.
"If you want to see just hop in," it insisted.

"AAAAARGGHHH!" I screamed!
"What is it?" it asked
"A r-r-r-aaaat!"
"Oh that's the pest I was talking about before, don't worry he won't do anything. He's a nice little fella."
"So, he doesn't carry any diseases? 'Cus I'm already a wreck!"
"Oh no! Are you mad? Do you really think I will carry an infectious living thing?"
"I guess not."
"Anyway, enough talking let's go!"

As time went by we travelled and travelled across the world. Obviously I loved it. Surprisingly I became good friends with the rat and the Pencil Case Home. We also became enemies of the humans of the Earth.

That's how we were the most hated people ever and we loved it. What will happen next...

By Mam Penda Secka 8b/En1

Tick tock tick tock

Tick, tock, tick tock.
The clock ticking,
My bed creeking.
The door opening and shutting.
Ghosts! I wonder to myself, do ghosts really exist?

I slowly got out of bed and tip-toed down the stairs.
Creeeeek. Suddenly the fridge door slammed shut. BANG!
I sat at the bottom of the stairs
shivering, scared.
I was scared. I couldn't move. I felt frozen.
Slowly, something brushed past me.
It made my face feel cold. It made me shiver.

I quickly ran up the stairs and in
to my bed. 'Click.' I turned to see
my door. it locked. I turned to my bed and
there it was. The white ghostly face that
has haunted me all my life.

By Isma Bibi 8FA

Screaming

When I looked through the door,
I lunged to open it more.
I could hear the trees crying,
Sound just like someone dying.
The sky was dull and black,
And the screaming was saying attack.

As I heard someone approach,
I creeped away like a cockroach.
Now it's the end of the line,
Hope I will turn out just fine.
I needed to eat and shatter,
But my teeth started to chatter.

I love the great times I had...
And the time when I went mad...

By Sayeed Anwar  8FA

Ghosts

I am almost afraid of the dark in here,
Is there something there or is it fear?
The windows clatter and whine,
I tell myself it's fine.

I sit here on my bed,
In a few seconds would I be dead?
Inside my body my blood is rushing,
Outside the wind is quickly gushing!

Last night I dreamed that I ran,
I heard them talking and saw their plan.
I needed to be punched,
As I woke up I flinched.

What if they came at night?
Would I be able to see the light?
I am sitting in my lovely bed,
I can't forgive them for I am dead.

By Farhana Ali 8HG

Dark and Windy

It's all dark and windy out there.
I'm going outside so I don't really care.
I can hear the wind whistle,
Lots and lots of rain, not only a drizzle.

I got scared so I ran home.
Not to realise that I'm all alone.
No lamp, no light.
There's nothing to see in sight.

I heard screaming out the door,
Not realising I'm standing on blood on the floor.
Something terrible was going to happen in my mind,
Now it's the end of the line.

By Mahfoozur Rahman 8NK

Ghost Story

Every night I stay awake.
What is that sound, did something break?
The floor boards creek,
This happens every week.
With the clock and the big hand at two,
I went to go out, but I lost my shoe.

I was shivering, I was afraid,
But I remembered ghosts don't come out in the day.
Last night I dreamed they had come back for more.
So I got up and locked the door.
Why would they want to come for me?
To calm my nerves, I made a cup of tea!

I heard a sound, could it be then?
I jumped out the house and ran again...

By Towhid Alom 8HG

Ghosts, Ghosts

As I get out of my house on a cold Friday night,
I can see a full moon as bright as a light.
In the distance, I see something gleaming,
It looks like a ghost, am I dreaming?

When I get much closer it changes in colour,
It turns orange but does not go duller.
It looks at me with an evil glare,
So I run away as it is something I can't bear.

Ghosts, ghosts are they real?
Are they looking for someones body to steal,
Ghosts, ghosts how long have they been
Is it because they have committed a sin?

Will I ever stop seeing this ghost?
Will the light be what I see most?
Tonight when I sleep I will go to bed,
When I wake tomorrow will I be dead?

By Sadia Bibi 8FA

Ghosts in my bedroom

I ducked low behind my bed,
Something was towering above my head.
I sat there as still as a rock,
It's only my sister, what a shock!

Tap, tap went my window,
I pulled my sister down low.
It was a tapping tree,
"Aah," said my sister, mocking me!

By Amin Hajisaid 8HG

Ghost

Alone in a house, my parents are out,
I am so scared, too scared to shout.
Under my bed clothes, with the TV on in the background,
I am so scared, too scared to make a sound.

Downstairs in the kitchen I hear the crashing of cutlery,
The sweat on my face feels really buttery.
I creep down the stairs with my hockey stick in my hand,
This takes courage, I can't bare to stand.

As I approach the kitchen I witness glowing objects floating,
Objects floating with a misty green coating.
Suddenly, a pair of eyes were shown a plate,
I knew my Mom should've got a house in the United States.

The plate started to cast into its true form,
Showing its teeth the size of a horn.
The closer it got, I smelt a funny sense,
Then it said to me: "Do I look hench?"

You're expecting ghosts to be scary and all,
This ghost and his companions must've taken a bad fall.
I was still worried, still thinking what they might do,
It told me: "Don't be scared and don't be a fool."

By Cyrus Bennett Williams 8HG

Canterville Chase

As we arrive at Canterville Chase,
We've automatically stepped into a murder case.
An old lady dressed in black,
Summons us inside.
We all look around, saying what is this place?

She sits us down and serves us tea,
I can feel her eyes boaring into me.
I wriggle and squirm in my chair,
Feeling the sense of fear, how rare!

By Kimberley Newsome 8NK

Noises

I can hear noises in the middle of the night,
The noises are so spooky, I get the frights.
I don't know where it's coming from,
But it sounds like drums.

Is it the ghost that give me creeps?
Is it the ghosts that weep?
I don't know where it's coming from,
But it sounds like drums.

By Ruhul Amin 8NK

The Ghost House

There it is standing still,
The house that will stare at you.
The windows clatter and wine.
So are THEY sending a sign?

Everyone is full of fear.
Those ghost runs through our ears...
They all stand under the full moon light,
They are ready to give us a fright!
Ghosts run around the streets,
Looking for someone to meet.

They go places we don't wanna' go,
So stay away from their ghostly souls.
Let no ghost walk in the warm lamplight.
When you open the window and go to bed,
The ghost will come in and stand by your head!

Their lost faces will haunt our souls,
The fear and terror that fills that lost home...

By Sabine Ngono Atangana 8FA

My Ghost Poem

Am I really scared? Or is it
Just me over exaggerating?
Ghosts, ghosts they can't be
real, they are only in stories.

It has to be...I saw it with my own
two eyes.
I think I am just telling myself
lies. Trying to make myself
believe they are not real.

He smiled and waved at me,
As I waved my hand back
in terror then he disappeared...
Where did he go? Is he still
roaming the house? Who knows...

By Sarah Mullgrave 8HG

The Ghost

There it was, out in the cold.
I couldn't bare it, I wanted it to unfold
So I got out of bed.
It was moving, when I thought it was dead.

I moved closer to it, it ran away,
I felt sad, I wanted it to stay.
I didn't know what to do, so I went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up I was thinking deep.

The next night it was talking to me,
It was very angry it kicked me on my knees...

By Shakil Ahmed 8NK

The Night was Dark

The night was dark as coal,
As I waited for my parents to come home.
The thunder roared as loud as four bears,
As I was deciding what I should wear.

Suddenly something has caught my eyes,
It has two be I saw it with my own two eyes.
I crept out to the hallway just to make sure,
But then I saw it going through a door.

I followed behind as quiet as I could,
But then it saw me hiding behind oak wood.
Then he whispered 'come with me my friend,'
'I have something to show you a secret that should not end...'

By Elisheba John 8NK

Ghostly Winds

Ghostly winds pass by

Howling is heard in the nights sky.

Oscillating from here to there.

Trembling knees, I faint, there was nothing there.

Silence broke, something was definitely there.

Calm, calm, I need to be calm, stop.

Are you there? Someone help!

Right behind me a tap,

End was near, no it was a dream so I take a nap!


By Naeema Islam 8NK

I can see them go

I can see them go
From the bedroom window
What is that noise nobody knows.

Up and down stairs
But why should I care?
Going through cupboards like hungry bears.

I can remember the faces
And bright orange laces
Getting in their car and sitting in their places.

When they get back
I have a heart attack
Watching Ghost Busters eating CrackerJacks.

By Lavell Rhule 8FA

My Stamps

My P.E stamp sometimes is a teacher's signative and my French stamp is the Eiffel Tower. Furthermore, my English stamp is sometimes of a feather pen or an AMS stamp it stands for Aston Manor School. Moreover, the Maths stamp is a calculator and the PSHE stamp is a money sign and the ICT stamp is of a computer. The Art stamp is of a paint case and paint brush. Finally, the RE stamp is a bird stamp and the Drama stamp is of two faces one sad and one happy. However, the Science stamp is a glass with a drop of liquid falling out of it also there are loads more like History, Geography and D&T.

My TRICs

These are TRIC stickers, you get these TRIC stickers put the code in on a website then you get 5 points. You could win loads of prizes by putting these on and the lowest prize that you could get is a 35 point prize you need 7 TRICs.

By Zairah Nasar 7TJH/ZM

He's A Bully

 

He’s a bully,
He takes my money,
He makes me upset,
On the internet.

He’s beatin’ me up,
Everyone thinks I’m making it up,
His feet in my head,
I think I’m dead.

I didn’t want it no more,
So I ran away,
Ever since that day,
I’ve been all on my own.

My mates call me a wuss,
My parents think I’m useless,
All because of a bully,
It’s really not funny.

He’s a bully,
He makes me worry,
I’m always upset,
And full of regret.

 

By Kallum Kirkham 9SY/RM