Twitter Fiction

Year 8 pupils wrote a piece of 'twitter fiction' all based around the image above. The creative and imaginative ideas are superb! Please take the time to read through them!

The end

I didn't know where I was going. Where I was going to land. Had no clue what's going to happen next. I thought it was the end.

Altima Rahman Year 8

Chasing

Running through the dark and misty woods as something chased after her who could it be exactly? How did this all happen? What has the world come to? Am I dead?

Kenia Hazell Year 8

Skeleton

She found a skeleton. Pitch black in the room. Axe on top of the detectives head; quick as a flash she drops dead. A mask is left on the floor with a voice recorder saying, "boo!"

By Hawo Ali Year 8

Goosebumps

She was wanted nowhere; ready to exit life and wander in paradise. Goosebumps corrupted her, eyes blurred, nose blocked. She jumped.

By Aysha Choudhury Year 8

Descending

I was descending slowly to the ground. The sun was scorching my back. A huge shadow formed covering almost everything around me and it was making the loudest engine sound I had ever heard.

By Amin Hajisaid Year 8

Paradise

She dropped off the cliff, thinking about paradise. She could feel goosebumps covering her skin. She could feel the air prickling at her arms. What would she do when she reached the end?

By Isma Bibi Year 8

Jump

I jump out. The gushing wind slaps my face as I fall. She was there too, there were no strings. I reach out. LATE!

By Naeema Islam Year 8

Jump

I had to jump. My heart obviously beating, the look down didn't help either. I shouted "Jeff." He plummeted to the ground.

By Lavell Rhule Year 8

Snapped

He looked at her with a smile. Her eyes met with his, then she looked away. Suddenly he cord snapped.

By Sadia Bibi Year 8

Gazing

Their eyes gazed into each other, until he looked away, realising what he'd just done.

By Sarah Waite Year 8

Darting

I was darting down. Trying to catch up with her. I felt the strings on my parachute about to split. I had to grab onto something. It was too late.

By Shakil Ahmed Year 8

Gliding

We were gliding down, the wind gushed. My strings attached to me got tangled and you were gone.

By Zaynah Begum Year 8

Screams

The girls jumped. Screams flew out of their mouths. The rip grew. A screech. The girls no longer smiled. Neck snapped; tangled body...death!

By Kenda Davis Waite Year 8

Amazing

There are 5 of us, trying out something amazing. Two of them disappeared. I have a camera, but no footage.

By Cyrus Bennett Williams Year 8

Flying

Birds are flying, the breeze on my face, this is what paradise feels like? A bird had torn it; what shall I do?

By Cyrus Bennett Williams Year 8

Bumper cars

The wind changed, they both collapsed, crashing as if they were bumper cars, they are falling, tangled up in string, altitude of 500m; land. Die?

By Cyrus Bennett Williams Year 8

Smile

As you flew on by the wind blew through your hair, first glance, that smile. You were lost forever. Gone.

By Faizah Nasar Year 8

Relief

He walked up the stairs and opened the door. The lights were off, he turned them on and there was a head on the chair..."what a relief!"

By Towhid Alom Year 8

Gliding

We were gliding through the air we pulled our parachutes. Suddenly a plane had come out of the clouds. The wind changed and pushed us towards the plane.

By Sadiq Khan Year 8

No string

We jumped out of the helicopter, I could feel the air brush through my face. "Where's your string?" My face hit the floor.

By Mahfoozur Rahman Year 8

Danger

Here it was around us; a deadly sight. Dangerous sounds deafen our ears. Slow fresh breeze stood still in the terror.

By Sabine Ngono Atangam Year 8

Confused

I didn't know where to go. I was confused; I was scared. Help me.

By Elisheba John Year 8

Life

Life. Death. A choice you cannot make.

By Elisheba John Year 8

Plunge

I watched her plunge unexpectedly to the ground. A smile plastered on my face. Movement beneath me. Was it suicide?

By Kimberley Newsome Year 8

Scream

I ran, I jumped. I prayed. I screamed.

By Kimberley Newsome and Elisheba John Year 8

Bang

We fell; the wind blew in our faces. Would I live? I didn't know! We hit the floor with a loud bang.

By Hanan Hassan Ali Year 8

Ended

I opened the door, looked down, took a step and fell; there was a crack. Then it ended forever.

By Farhana Ali Year 8

Jump

The man jumped out of the plane. He put on his parachute and down he went. "Splash!" Said the water.

By Musa Dahir Year 8

Blame

He was only a child, why did he follow his Daddy. Unprepared to jump off. I blame him!

By Sarah Mullgrave Year 8

Gone

Death; 5m away from death itself. The feeling of floating numbs the fear, we land. Alive. We're lost. Gone.

By Nia Clarke Year 8

Sky Diver

Somehow I fell. My parachute ripping. I could see my friend; next minute gone. I was a sky diver with no equipment. All colour fading away.

By Sayeed Anwar Year 8