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Tuesday, 11 October 2016

Samantha's writing with Whaea Chris

The lights flickered and then went off, then the sirens started, it was coming, and we knew it wouldn’t be the last time. You could hear planes swooping down and gunshots everywhere. I was all alone trying to gather as much stuff in a suitcase as fast as I could. I couldn’t see very well my eyes were starting to get blurry and, I turned around smoke was everywhere, I started to cough...

And here is another story

Wrapped up warm against the icy fingers of dust, the caretaker closed the cemetery gates, who was watching him? I looked at the person, they were wearing a black jacket with the hood on than they had a paper mask covering their face and blue track pants, they had white shoes with some sort of red gooey stuff at the front at first I thought “That couldn’t be blood could it?”
I walked to my car to find that and a drip of blood running down my car door saying you're next...