Running as fast and far from Hard Grove School as he could, Henry took a trip to the ground, Right before him stood two men. They pulled him up so he was stood on his feet but they weren’t helping him. One by one they threw punches until Henry’s nose started to bleed. The two men pushed Henry over and rapidly ran.
Henry picked himself up, his face was a small wreck and he had a scratch on his chin soon to become a graze and dry blood in the space between his left nostril and top lip. He ran again until he came to this unusual cliff. Henry stood there thinking what to do.
As he stood there, he thought about his life. No one cared for him, well at least that’s what he thought. In his head his thoughts kept on changing from whether to jump up to stay in his wretched life.
Thursday, 18 May 2017
Michael's diary by William
Dear diary,
Today I was told that we are moving out of the flat. When I was at school I was worried that I wouldn’t see my friends. When I got home my mum told me that I had to help them move all of the furniture and toys. When we finished moving stuff in the van I got in and sat in the middle and put my hood up and just looked down.
When we arrived my dad was so happy but when I saw the house me and my mum were not impressed. It looked like it was going to fall down - I think the vines are still keeping it up. I was going to say it was the baby’s fault but I held that in and looked sad. When I went in, I went straight up to the top there was a window but it was broken and a bird flew in. It was going crazy it made me jump. It looked at me then flew out.
I went down stairs and my dad told me something I asked if I could have the room next to the bathroom he said no. So I went upstairs and sat on my bed and wrote this diary.
Today I was told that we are moving out of the flat. When I was at school I was worried that I wouldn’t see my friends. When I got home my mum told me that I had to help them move all of the furniture and toys. When we finished moving stuff in the van I got in and sat in the middle and put my hood up and just looked down.
When we arrived my dad was so happy but when I saw the house me and my mum were not impressed. It looked like it was going to fall down - I think the vines are still keeping it up. I was going to say it was the baby’s fault but I held that in and looked sad. When I went in, I went straight up to the top there was a window but it was broken and a bird flew in. It was going crazy it made me jump. It looked at me then flew out.
I went down stairs and my dad told me something I asked if I could have the room next to the bathroom he said no. So I went upstairs and sat on my bed and wrote this diary.
Skellig (opening) by Sophie
My life is a misery; I thought I was just having a bad time at school, but no. Mum and dad keep arguing all the time and then shouting at me, it’s unbelievable. I hate getting out of the house and going to school early but I couldn’t stand another second with my parents.
I was trying to walk to school as slowly as possible because I knew the bullies would be waiting for me. Suddenly, I saw Sam (one of the bullies) watching my every step from behind a bush so, I ran as fast as I could, which is not very long through a shortcut I know.
As I was running I could hear Sam and the others all shouting “Get him, get him!” so I ran even faster than I ever had before but all of a sudden I missed my step and thundered head first to the floor. I could hear Sam and his mates walking towards me laughing really hard at me, but that was until I started getting up, when they grabbed me and threw me to the floor. I cried out for help but those shouts made them kick me and punch me even harder until everything suddenly blacked out.
I woke up feeling dizzy and not knowing where I was, it looked like a broken tower from an ancient castle. It reminded me of when my parents were happy together and used to bring me up here. Just then a random thought came to me, maybe I don’t deserve this life I have never done anything bad.
I jumped. Suddenly, instead of going down I grew wings and started flying.
Michael's Diary by Dalton
Dear Diary,
Today we moved to a new house down Falconer Street. I wasn’t looking forward to moving but when we turned up; I wanted to go back to our old flat near my school.
When I got inside, I had a look around my dad was so amazed but I wasn’t. When I got upstairs to the attic I was shocked how many cobwebs there were. There was a window missing from the room and there was a dark orange cloth hanging on a railing. When I pulled it down there was a black crow screeching across the attic, so I ran to the edge of the stair hoping it would fly out and then it flew to its nest.
When I was walking downstairs, my dad told me a story about the old man that lived here before us. He told us he died whilst sitting on the toilet and then said it was a joke but then my dad said he died by drinking beer in his kitchen and then he collapsed and it smelt like old socks and rotten fish down the street.
I said to my mum, “Can I have the room next to the toilet please?”
My mum said, “No I am using it for the new baby.”
Dad said “You can have the one upstairs so you can have more privacy” so I went off stamping upstairs and having a tantrum because I didn’t get my room that I wanted. I went and lay on my mattress and relaxed and the dad came up and said, “Can you help move the stuff because I don’t want your mum to move anything,” so I went downstairs and helped.
Today we moved to a new house down Falconer Street. I wasn’t looking forward to moving but when we turned up; I wanted to go back to our old flat near my school.
When I got inside, I had a look around my dad was so amazed but I wasn’t. When I got upstairs to the attic I was shocked how many cobwebs there were. There was a window missing from the room and there was a dark orange cloth hanging on a railing. When I pulled it down there was a black crow screeching across the attic, so I ran to the edge of the stair hoping it would fly out and then it flew to its nest.
When I was walking downstairs, my dad told me a story about the old man that lived here before us. He told us he died whilst sitting on the toilet and then said it was a joke but then my dad said he died by drinking beer in his kitchen and then he collapsed and it smelt like old socks and rotten fish down the street.
I said to my mum, “Can I have the room next to the toilet please?”
My mum said, “No I am using it for the new baby.”
Dad said “You can have the one upstairs so you can have more privacy” so I went off stamping upstairs and having a tantrum because I didn’t get my room that I wanted. I went and lay on my mattress and relaxed and the dad came up and said, “Can you help move the stuff because I don’t want your mum to move anything,” so I went downstairs and helped.
Michael's Diary by Tyler S
Dear Diary,
Today, was without a doubt the worst.
At about 10AM this morning, I just got told that we are moving house. Even though mum did say that I will still see all my friends at school, it just won’t be the same. The reason why we are moving away from a perfectly fine flat, is because of this baby that mum is supposed to have.
So we moved all of our stuff – which wasn’t much – into a transit van that dad hired for the day.
The journey there I thought was way longer than the hour it should be. But that might just have been me because it was awfully boring cooped up in the middle of the van and we were on the motorway, so it might have just been me imagining it. We stopped down this road called `Falconer Road`. Dad seemed overly excited about this, “Amazing new house!” Mum didn’t look as enthusiastic as dad, but tried to show a smile.
“Ta, da, da, daaa!” Dad cried, as he gestured his hands towards the house, “what do you think?”
I was absolutely speechless. I had to say my most honest answer, so I replied “It looks like it’s about to fall over.”
Dad reassured that the house wouldn’t fall down, but I still wasn’t convinced.
Michael's Diary by Kaci-Shaye
Dear Diary,
Today I got home from school and dad was packing up all our belongings and then putting it in a blue, small van. I wasn’t happy at all I loved my home, my school and all my friends. My dad asked me to help him take my mattress into the van. I asked dad why we are moving. He replied because ‘We live in a tiny flat and we have a baby coming, also we have a lot of neighbours that will complain about the baby.’ We all got buckled up and set off.
As we was travelling to our new house I saw a lot of starlings (well I think it was starlings) flying above in the grey sky. I moved side to side to get comfy in the dusty, old van. We drove into a little street called Falconer Road.
I jumped out of the van in excitement when I looked up my feelings fell into the ground. It was a disaster; it looked like Spiderman decorated it for his 5th birthday. It looked like it was built in the 1800's. Dad thought it was amazing, mum was impressed but not that much, anyway the house looked it was a dump.
Today I got home from school and dad was packing up all our belongings and then putting it in a blue, small van. I wasn’t happy at all I loved my home, my school and all my friends. My dad asked me to help him take my mattress into the van. I asked dad why we are moving. He replied because ‘We live in a tiny flat and we have a baby coming, also we have a lot of neighbours that will complain about the baby.’ We all got buckled up and set off.
As we was travelling to our new house I saw a lot of starlings (well I think it was starlings) flying above in the grey sky. I moved side to side to get comfy in the dusty, old van. We drove into a little street called Falconer Road.
I jumped out of the van in excitement when I looked up my feelings fell into the ground. It was a disaster; it looked like Spiderman decorated it for his 5th birthday. It looked like it was built in the 1800's. Dad thought it was amazing, mum was impressed but not that much, anyway the house looked it was a dump.
Michael's Diary by Harry
Dear Diary,
My day has been rubbish! I’ve moved from a two star flat to a zero star house which someone’s died in. If you step on the carpet a mist of dust comes up in your face and anywhere you go cobwebs are all over you.
We started moving about 6:30 in the morning and my arms are still aching from moving my heavy lamp down three flights of stairs. I’m sick and tired about everyone going on about the baby.
“Can we go and get that football I wanted from the store today Mum?.”
“No because we are going equipment shopping for the baby.”
SEE!!
Finally, we were all ready to go so we got in the hire van. I really miss that place but Mum said you can still see your friends and go to the same school but we just live in a different place.
It was a 20 minute drive from our flat so it would take a while to get to school. Dad pulled up near the new house and he was ....
My day has been rubbish! I’ve moved from a two star flat to a zero star house which someone’s died in. If you step on the carpet a mist of dust comes up in your face and anywhere you go cobwebs are all over you.
We started moving about 6:30 in the morning and my arms are still aching from moving my heavy lamp down three flights of stairs. I’m sick and tired about everyone going on about the baby.
“Can we go and get that football I wanted from the store today Mum?.”
“No because we are going equipment shopping for the baby.”
SEE!!
Finally, we were all ready to go so we got in the hire van. I really miss that place but Mum said you can still see your friends and go to the same school but we just live in a different place.
It was a 20 minute drive from our flat so it would take a while to get to school. Dad pulled up near the new house and he was ....
Michael's Diary by Anesha
Dear Diary,
I woke up this morning feeling good, until my mum and dad told me that we were moving houses because my mum was pregnant and was having a baby soon and the flat was not big enough so we need a house.
So we had to take all our stuff down the stairs and because mum couldn’t do it I had to do everything that dad asked me to do. Getting down the stairs felt like 14 hours but really it wasn’t. When we got it all downstairs we put it in the van and I put my seat belt on and off we went. When we got there the name of the road was Falconer Road. It was like half an hour away from my friends and my school.
We get out of the van and I was nervous to see what the house looked like. Hopefully it was nice maybe it was a mansion you never know. We got out the van and I was ready to see my new house I saw it and I was shocked how they can have picked this awful house it looked like it was going to fall down it was disgusting what kind of person would have lived in this house.
My dad asked me if I like it. I didn’t answer...
I woke up this morning feeling good, until my mum and dad told me that we were moving houses because my mum was pregnant and was having a baby soon and the flat was not big enough so we need a house.
So we had to take all our stuff down the stairs and because mum couldn’t do it I had to do everything that dad asked me to do. Getting down the stairs felt like 14 hours but really it wasn’t. When we got it all downstairs we put it in the van and I put my seat belt on and off we went. When we got there the name of the road was Falconer Road. It was like half an hour away from my friends and my school.
We get out of the van and I was nervous to see what the house looked like. Hopefully it was nice maybe it was a mansion you never know. We got out the van and I was ready to see my new house I saw it and I was shocked how they can have picked this awful house it looked like it was going to fall down it was disgusting what kind of person would have lived in this house.
My dad asked me if I like it. I didn’t answer...
Michael's Diary by Isabelle
Dear Diary,
Horrible. Just horrible. I can’t that this actually happened to me. It’s all because of this baby as well, the baby is not even here yet and I’m already annoyed with it.
So today was as usual. I went to school, I had lessons, and I had a math test today. Then I went home after that (again as usual) but when I got home my parents had a ‘huge surprise’ for me. At first I had my usual thought of when Dad says it’s a ‘huge surprise’ it’s not that big of a deal but little did I know that this surprise was more like bad news. “We know we’ve told you this a bit late but…” Dad paused, “We’re moving house!”
I was speechless, and not in a good way. This was the worst ‘huge surprise’ Dad has ever given me.
A few seconds later, Mum said, “Don’t worry you’ll have you own room at least.”
I replied “But when are we moving?”
They looked at each other then back at me. “Now!”
About half an hour later, all of our stuff was in the van and Mum was still trying to convince me that moving is going to be better for me. “You’ll still get to see your friends; you’re not moving school remember.” she explained but I ignored her and climbed into the van. Car journeys are fun but when the place you’re going to is the place you’re staying they end up being so boring.
The journey seemed to go on forever but then we finally arrived. I know I shouldn’t really say this but this baby has ruined my life. If it wasn’t for this baby I would still have been living at the apartment with my family, happily. We all got out of the van and of course the first thing that Mum picks out is her beloved plant and plant pot that her grandmother had given her when she was my age. Anyway about the house. “Tardar!” Dad shouted and trust me the house was nothing to be proud of.
Skellig (opening) by Jessica
I got beaten last night by my dad again. He only beats me when he drinks at the pub across the road. When he started, I used to cry for days and days and the marks were terrible. He usually only does it on Fridays so that it will heal over the weekend. When the beatings were really bad they would last until Monday. I know it’s hard to believe that my body heals so fast but I have got special powers.
Whenever I have time, I try to see what else I can do. I go to school and do lots of clubs to stay away from home as much as possible. My mum is starting to beat me too so there is really no point in staying home. I hate them and I want to see what I can do about it. Maybe these powers could teach them a lesson but I don’t know.
My parents really don’t care about me but I have realised that if I run away then that would be teaching them a lesson because they cannot use me as a punch bag. I forgot to mention that my dad is giving my mum lessons to learn how to give me scars. My mum can’t give me scars yet but she soon will be able to.
I don’t cry anymore because I realised that they like it when I cry. I try to make them find no joy in beating me but it is hard. My powers could help me run away and I could start a new life. I was thinking of Florida as they would never be able to afford going there but I don’t really like the pictures I’ve seen.
I would have to have powers to fly but I don’t know. There have been signs that I can fly but I’d have to try it out.
I have decided to try jumping off the cliff near our school. After all, I’ve got nothing to lose. If I fall then I would die but it wouldn’t matter. If it worked then that would be a bonus.
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