Skellig Short Story by Kiefer

After climbing and climbing, the boy stood there on what looked like a man made tall stone structure. With the horde of starlings above him feathers fell over him as the starlings put on a little display. Paying no attention to the starlings, the boy stood on the edge of it.

He had been through a lot, he moved house, the house was terrible, someone died there, and terrible things happened to him in the house and it was all the baby’s fault. His parents didn’t make it, neither the stupid baby. And that all happened when he got home from school, and school was bad enough.

He believed if what he was told in that house was true, and if he had a purpose in life or not. He raised his arms in the air, getting ready to jump off the tall structure. Below the structure was a deep sea ,and the structure was pretty tall, along with the cliff he was jumping off, the cliff was even taller than the structure, the impact had to be hard.

With his nose bleeding and scratches and scars on his chin and eye brows, he hesitated, in his mind he was thinking, do I really want to do this, he got that thought out of his head when he remembered what happened. It was time to find out if he had a purpose in life. He raised his arms again, does he have a purpose in life? You’re about to find out…

Michael's Diary by Paris

Dear Diary,
I got home from school, when my mum and dad were packing all of my belongings into my suitcase. I didn’t know what was going on, but I went along with it. My dad said that we are moving house, and that I would make lots of new friends where we were going. He asked me to help put the suitcases into the van, as my mum was pregnant. This leads to if my dad wants anything he always asked me!
After that, we headed towards the motorway with all of our things crammed in the back of the van. On the way I was thinking about what the new house would look like; I was kind of hoping that it would be like a palace and nice and clean. We drove into a thin little road and I realised that beside the road there was a sign on saying Falconer Road.
I jumped out of the van, and then I saw the worst house I had ever seen in my whole entire world. My dad seemed quite impressed with the house, but my mum didn’t really look happy. It looked like it was about to fall down it was really crooked.

Michael's Diary by Frankie

Dear Diary,
Today has been horrible, I woke up ready to move house, and I had my bags prepared. I walked into the kitchen to see mum outside on the balcony watching dad moving my things, I didn’t want to move from here because it was a perfect place, but I had no choice since the baby was on its way and we wouldn’t have any space for all of us.
I asked mum if she was coming to the moving van because it was time to go, and I might as well have looked like I wanted to go at least. We went down to the van and dad looked really happy about the house I had a little hope that it would be good.
Me, mum and dad got into the van and started driving towards the new house. I thought the house was going to be absolutely amazing, but I was wrong.

Michael's Diary by Molly

Dear Diary,
As a new day comes it’s time to move to my new home. My mum and dad have finished packing and now we make our journey to Falconer Road. The only reason that we have to move is because I will have a baby sibling soon and there’s no room left at my old house. I am already starting to hate my baby brother or sister. MY LIFE IS RUINED!
After about an hour (it felt like) we arrived. Here we were. I got out of the van and looked up it was the ugliest looking home I had ever seen! Then my dad said to me, “What do you think son?”
I hesitated and stayed quiet then said. “Um it looks like the whole thing will fall down.”

And guess what happened the ‘AUCTION’ sign fell down. I knew something would. I may have tried to blow it down! Told you ‘KIDS KNOW BEST!’
As we walked inside there was a chair lifter thing (that get elderly people upstairs). As mum gives Dad her special plant....

Michael's Diary by Lisa

Dear Diary,

I was just at home today, like I am every Saturday morning, when mum and dad told me that we are moving house. And even worse, TODAY! We are only moving house because apparently, “there won’t be enough room for all four of us.” And by ‘all four of us’ she means: Me, mum, dad and my new sibling. Yes, my mum is pregnant with a little sibling who is going to take all of my attention away from me! 
So me and dad were moving things into our van so that we can take it all to the house, Dad seemed extremely excited but to be honest I’m not entirely sure why. We lived in a massive flat, and now he wants to move us to a stupid little cottage, with our stupid little baby. Mum keeps saying, “This will be better for us because remember your new family member!”

We got into our brand-new, bright blue van and started driving to the house. On the way I tried to look on the bright side, let me see: I’m moving away from ALL of my friends, I’m getting a stupid new sibling, this sibling is ruining my life and apparently, this place is in the middle of nowhere! There's absolutely nothing good that is going to come out of moving to this place!

We finally got there, (after like FOREVER, which just shows you how far away from everything, including my old house, it is) Dad got me and mum out the van before showing us his ‘new’ grotty house. It’s a dump!! I can’t live here! It’s so stupid that it looks like it is about to collapse! There is no way that any of us can survive in this place for a day and none of us have actually been in it yet, even the baby won’t survive and they are lucky because they can’t see it yet. I can’t believe this! The walls are rotting; the doors and windows are stained! NO WAY!

We went inside the house and it stunk! I went upstairs and looked around, the attic was awesome! It had dust, cobwebs and spider webs all over it! Including Spiders! YESSS!

Skellig (opening) by Mia

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.

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.

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.

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.