6th Class

Audio Log 1 by Alicia Mangala Nkembi 

Audio log 1: Hello my name Mr.Brain you might know me as the owner of SCP Foundation I don’t know if this my last moment on this revolting planet before I start talking about this unusual place I need to tell you about him and If you see this or him it’s too late for me. It all started when they brought HIM here and the first time I seen him I felt uneasy it was a man looks like the age of 25 or 27,he dressed like one of those ringleader from the circus but it wasn’t red it was a dark purple and black button’s on it the rest of his clothes is still a faded memories more like a blur,he had purple and grey curly hair that was unevenly cut and he his eye looked dead inside like he had no eye but he did every second his eye looked unsettling or just change colour. He held a type of multicoloured mallet that had a stronger smell of cotton candy and homemade brownies.We put him in one of the questioning room at first I was confused on why the brought a normal look man but I didn’t ask question because my break was right after this when I came into the room he gave me wave and a childish smile soon to find out that smile was just a fake one and that wave too. It was like any other question room thing you see I movie I asked a question he answer the best he could . But when I got to my 8th question he stop smile and told me to leave NOW or someone will get hurt I left the clipboard on the table and left before I got the guard I lock the door but when I gazed back he was gone he just disappear then I start hearing scream left to right to later find out he escaped I was the last scientist there I ran as fast as I could bumped into wall after wall only thought I had was just RUN. I finally founded an escape ran to it I got out looked behind me and saw HIM waving at me while staring at me with his pitch black eye eyes.It’s been 21 year after that and I haven’t been the same I told no one plus who would believe me I have nightmare about him and just see shadow of him and he know the town where I moved to and he just tease me with his laugh. As I said……oh no I SEE HIM NO NO N-…..

Lee and Leroy: Federal Fermentation Hypothesis by Sean Olokun

We searched for a while until we found the page that would answer all our questions. On page 32 we found our super human experiment worked, it just needed something to thrust it through his blood stream. We started pacing again until Jessie proposed a theory ” hey guys, what if the thruster is sugar. Due to the chemicals added making his blood move faster, sugar only makes it move more efficiently” “do you have any proof to back your theory” I questioned. “Yes, I believe I saw Leroy walking home with a can of Red Bull and the sugar levels in that drink are insane” She answered. We ran some tests and Jessie is correct. If we have a super human we can use it to are advantage. “No we have two, remember the thought and reality experiment, well it worked and now I’m kinda like a teenage witch, I found out when I woke up floating” Jessie confessed.We stood for a while thinking about what we could do with everyone’s new found powers, until Jessie thought since she witch she should have a broom stick to fly on. Sadly we don’t have the facilities for that and instead of a flying broom stick she would have to settle for a flying roomba. “Tomorrow ladies and gentlemen we ride into school in style” Leroy announced.

Jack’s First Walk by Aidan Hyland

It was the 13th of December, Wednesday. My mum, Dad and I were about to leave the house because we were going to bring Jack for is first walk in Corkagh park.My mum and I had just gotten Jack a harness because he didn’t like his collar.We put Jack in the car and headed to the park. When My mum,dad and I had just arrived.We attached Jack’s leash to his harness and lifted him to the gate of the park before putting him down on the ground.I didn’t have to pull him too much plus I was letting him smell things like the grass the muk and even the sticks off trees that had fallen on the ground.We ran into a lady with a small dog like Jack except it wasn’t a puppy.Jack was afraid when it came over but then it seemed that the adult dog was telling Jack that it wasn’t going to hurt him.Then Jack went over to the dog with less fear of the adult dog. When we had finished the first lap around the park (because we were going around a kind of circle) we decided to go around again. Half way through the lap around the park Jack stopped by the river beside the path side opposite to the one where the gate we entered from and wouldn’t move.”He’s probably tired”suggested my dad.”How about we carry him the rest of the way”said my mum.I picked Jack up and continued to walk. My mum,dad and I were close to the gate when it began to rain.We hurried back to the car only getting a little bit wet.”Let’s come back to the park on a day it’s not going to rain”I said. We all laughed and drove home.The end.

The Door Beneath the Stairs by Kate Gayson

Once upon a time there a husband and a wife. They went everywhere together, but one day the wife ended up very ill. The husband was heartbroken. The wife on the other hand had a secret hidden deep within the house. The wife secret was never found out by the husband before he died. That was 100 years ago and the house has passed through many families and her secret still lies within the house.

It is the 19th of August 2023, I moved into Little Lane House in the quite country lane of Cavan. The house is little creepy but my parents say I’m just being silly. I have all mostly explored everywhere in the house bar the door beneath the stairs. My parents told me not to go beneath the stairs. I promised I wouldn’t disobey them but deep down I was still very curious. Every time I passed the door, I always got this weird feeling.

Three months passed and I still hadn’t plucked up the courage to go under the stairs. I passed it every day and I really wanted to go down beneath the stairs, So I decided tonight I would go down when my parents were asleep. When I was about to open the door to go down the stairs. I heard a voice it was a strange women’s voice. She whispered softly ‘just promise me one thing don’t open the door beneath the stairs.’ I was so scared I ran back to my room and hid under the covers. Morning came and the first thing I did was I ran into, my parents’ room and told them I heard a woman’s voice. They didn’t believe me they told me “if I moaned about one more thing in the house, I would be grounded”  I didn’t want to get in more trouble so I said its probably the pipes. I knew it wasn’t the pipes but I had to make up an excuse. I really don’t know what I should do next.

A week has passed since the last indecent and nothing has happened. I have a feeling that the ghost knows something about that door that I don’t. The ghost or the woman’s voice is the only thing that is on my mind. Something about her voice is creepy but only because I can’t see her, if we were face to face, I would think this person is shy and calm. I have been wondering why this person doesn’t want me to go beneath the stairs which just wants me to go down there more just to see what they are hiding. I think I might ask my mam to go down with me just so if I find something, she can tell my dad. My mam said tomorrow I could go beneath the stairs with her. I have a strong felling we are going to find something but I would be relieved if there was nothing there. I’m about to go in with my mam. I’m scared but really excited I finally get to look. When we get down there the only things that are there is a desk and bunch of boxes. I really want to go through everything but my mam said that it would be rude. I said I wouldn’t but i had a plan.

It’s midnight and I’m about to go back into the room to look and all the stuff. I think that I should go into the room search the desk and then move all the boxes and search through the them. I’m in the room about to open the desk drawers and I hear the woman whisper again she said ” you are not the first to come in my room and leave empty handed.” I was confused what she meant by that but I asked ” what is your name” it took her a little bit to answer but she finally said ” my name is Carol Pickett.” I said to her what is she hiding but she didn’t respond. So, I continued to look through things but when I started to move the boxes, I could see a crack in the wall and in the wall, there was a locket the locket had the words Carol Pickett engraved on it and inside the locket was a photo of a baby. I asked her what was this and she said “it was my little sister, when I was growing up, we moved house and she fell out the window of our house I have the only photo of her.” I felt so bad but I had to ask why she kept it a secret. She said “I hid the locket in the crack in the wall because my husband never knew about my little sister, I always felt guilty of the death of my sister I thought it was my fault.” I didn’t understand but I listened. I told her I was going to bed I was really tired and worried.

Two days later I have been waiting to tell people and show the locket but I think the best thing to do is find Carol Pickett’s grave and put the locket there. It was very hard to find her grave but I found it in the end. Her grave was overrun with weeds and that’s it so I put a new set of flowers and the locket and told no one. I knew that is what she would have wanted. That night when everyone was in bed, I suck down the stairs to the door beneath the stairs and called quietly Carol Pickett are you there was no answer for a few seconds and then out of nowhere I heard Carol Pickett softly “say thank you Eliza it is now my time to leave this house.”

THE END

 

5th Class

The Wrong Road by Nadia Poplawska

Christmas Acrostic Poem by Grace Beakhurst

My Part by Caeden Murray

This is my part nobody else has been, this is the part nobody else sees, this is the part nobody else dreams, but not me, I listened to mind it didn’t help me, maybe someone can guide me maybe their light will actually show me what my hearts been trying to tell me. But what if that someone tries to hurt me, what if their light was never shining, maybe it was fire I could not see, I couldn’t see the fire burn me

Lily and Daisy by Brooke Weldon

One day there was this girl named lily she loved to play in the grass but she had a really good talent lily was really good at swimming and it was her favourite thing to do but one day when she was playing in the grass there was dog that was really sick she took it home and showed her mum and her mum brought it too the vet the vet said she would call them back when the dog was better and a few weeks when bye the vet called back for them to get the dog lily had already picked a name the name was daisy so daisy came home the went and played I the grass the it started to get dark so they went home and went to bed it was the next day and daisy was gone and mum said that the next door Neighbor Margat took her to the shop with her so then Daisy came home and they went and played for a will then they came home the end

My Friendship Poem by Sean Dunne

Friendship is unbreakable,

Breaking it is unthinkable,

But if it happens that you break it,

You can always remake it.

 

 

Snowy Nights by Lauren Shelley

All day and snowy nights

Twinkling stars and bright bright lights

All night long when the snow is falling

All winter long when the wind is calling

 

When its all cold, all frosty and white

Just be careful, don’t slip on the ice

Snowmen are built all white and jolly

On my tree I have lots of holly