I ran out of the street and completely out of the neighbourhood. “I’ve got…… to get…… away……. from there…….” I told myself. “Run…… run…. run….*omf*” It hurt as I fell to the ground. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you there!” Said a voice that turned out to be a boy’s. “My name is Matt and may I ask what’s wrong?”
“Oh nothing. I… I…” I couldn’t think of an excuse. ” I… I fell when bumped into you, remember.”
“Oh yeah. let me have look at the sore. Maybe I can do something about it!” He said. I was very thankful of his kindness but I knew that there wasn’t anything wrong with me.
“No, I just fell. I didn’t get cut or anything. It will just bruise in a couple of days!” I lied
“Right. What was your name again?”
“Elena. You were Matt right?”
“Yeah. Listen I have to go. Don’t go bumping into people anymore!” He joked “Bye, it was really cool meeting you!”
“Bye” I said back. I probably sound crazy but I LOVE HIM!!!!
“I don’t know why she would think that. Yes I understand.” My mum was talking to the police.
When the police left she stormed towards me. I backed away as she got closer and closer. *slap* My face felt like it was on fire.
“You were a mistake Elena Cassandria Aylie!!” She screamed at me. “I wanted a boy not a dumb blonde!! I feel like giving you your presents now!!” *slap* “1″ *slap* “2″ *slap* “3″ *slap* “4″ ” STOP” I yelled at her! *SLAP* She hit me so hard it cut my skin. “DON’T EVER TALK BACK TO ME!!!”
I ran to my bedroom and slammed the door I grabbed a backpack shoved some clothes, books and toiletries into it. I grabbed my phone and purse and snuck out into mum’s room. I knew she had a stash of money for emergancies. This is an emergancy so I took a handful and shoved it in my purse. I made sure mum wasn’t there and run out the front door and down the street. I was having trouble breathing but I continued to run just to get away from it all.
I ran for my life, as far away as possible from home. I ran to the police station and barged through the doors.
“Please help me” I asked them. “Its my mum she’s crazy and she slaps me everyday, right across my face!” I was obviously a bit hard to understand over all the crying.
“Who’s your mum kid”
“Stop your lying kiddo” at this point I was crying more tears than ever before. “Denise Aylie couldn’t hurt a fly if she wanted to. She’s too nice. Listen I’ll take you back to your home so you dont get lost.”
“NO!!!! Don’t take me back there! PLEASE LISTEN TO ME NO!”
“Honey, its Christmas. Your present is waiting darling.” She was trying to sound sweet but its not working for me.
“No, Mum!” I told her.
“Elena how dare you speak to me like that. It is rude and I never want to hear it from you again. I am going to give 5 extra Christmas presents. That’ll teach you!”
“Okay” I moaned tears pouring down my face. “I’ll be out there soon. I’ll just get dressed” I said.
“Okay darling” She said sweetly. “I’ll be waiting for you”
“Bye…..” my voice faded away as I quickly got dressed and then jumped out the window to get away from this awful, terrible, horrible madhouse.
So im lying in bed and its past midnight. I cant get to sleep because im so scared. TOMORROW IS CHRISTMAS!!!! Just thinking about it makes my stomach churn. Tears were pouring down my face as I touched my cheek. I was so glad that time was going slowly but the bad thing was that i was getting really tired. Next thing I know it was 7:32 am and straight away I found myself opening the window to jump out and run away from home when I heard the door opening…
I cant believe its Christmas Eve already! WHY!!! WHY DOES CHRISTMAS HAVE TO COME!!! I would love to get rid of birthdays, easter, christmas, thanksgiving and every other day when gifts are exchanged!
‘So they walked into mist, not knowing what they were getting themselves into’ Ms. Coyl read. ” They couldn’t see a …… Miss Bruno wake up!”
“Huh, whazappening?” Vikki Bruno exclaimed as she woke up, startled.
“What’s happening is that you are going to detention….. again.” Ms. Coyl told her, with a hint of anger and frustration in her voice.
Vikki stood up, grabbed the detention slip and walked off, muttering to herself.
“If we could read the book on our own, I’d already be finished and I wouldn’t have to listen to her!”
“If she was me she would…..wow!” She stood there in the doorway, amazed. She had just knocked on the door of the detention room, as she normally would, but instead of opening the door herself the door opened by a boy. A boy who Vikki knew to be Jaiden Smith. A boy who Vikki had always had a mega-crush on. Jaiden was in the year above Vikki and had never even noticed her before.
She walked in and instantly noticed that, for the first time ever, the detention supervisor wasn’t there! Within a second of stepping inside the room, she was hit in the head with a pointed paper plane. Vikki had a very wide imagination so to her the room was like a minefield. She was ducking under paper balls and dodging people her and there.
She plonked herself down on an empty seat in the far back corner. She pulled out her mirror to fix her hair. Vikki had long, blonde, wavy hair and bright blue eyes.
Then she got nervous because Jaiden had sat down next to her.
Melainey Richards: The Gold Case
In 1942 miners from all over the world came to see amazing amounts of gold in Gratston. One miner, Jackson Mailer, was digging and found a nugget of gold stuck in the wall. He dug around the nugget to try and loosen it from the wall of rock. He dug and he dug but what he found changed everything. He continued to dig around the nugget and found out that it wasn’t a small nugget, in fact it was a HUGE nugget. He called over the other miners and they helped him uncover the biggest nugget of gold the world had ever seen. It was about 20 meters tall and 15 meters wide. By this time I was amazed. How is it possible for a gold nugget to be that big!!!!!!
So I did some more research and found out that a gold nugget that big could only be man made, not natural causes. Sorry, I research alot.
My name is Melainey Richards, aged 19, and I am a detective.
So I’ve been interested in this Gold Case for a while but it’s only now that I’ve realised that the massive gold nugget linked to death of the King, Carnetset, and all of his servents. I looked in the library and I discovered a rather interesting fact about the inccident.
King Carnetset ordered all of his servents to and steal as much if the nugget as they could carry back. So they went off and started mining the gold. Power took over the King and pursuaded him go and make sure that none of the servents were pocketing any of the gold for themselves. When he arrived at the nugget he was surprised to see that the servents hadn’t even started working. He hid behind a rock and watched as the sevents began. As they dug the ground shook and the King decided that he didn’t like the movement so he got up ready to leave when he heard a noise from inside the gold itself. He stopped and watched what was happening. The servents smashed at the gold but when one of the stronger men, John Lostel, drove his pickaxe in the nugget a very strange thing happened. Instead of just chipping off a piece and letting it fall to the ground, the servent could see a bright light that seemed to be in the middle of the gold. It looked hollow.
The ground shook and the noise echoed through the cave again. The next morning the miners came to try and find more gold, they found the King and all his servents lying on the ground, motionless, dead. After that the mine was closed.
I’m heading over to the gold mine where it all happened to see if there are any clues about what happened that night and where the gold came from.
FOOTPRINTS, I FOUND FOOTPRINTS!!!!!! I also found pickaxe that was stuck 10cm. into the gold. It was as if it had been swallowed into the nugget. I took some fingerprints from the pickaxe and confirmed my thoughts. It had belonged to John Lostel before the accident. I know that I shouldn’t make accusations right now, it’s too early, but the footprints and the fingerprints both belonged to John . I think he was the killer. Well it makes sense. The only footprints found belong to him. That means that he was the only one who escaped.
I typed ‘John Lostel’ into Google and the first link was an address: 32 Sulsbry Road, Melbourne.
“Dad, what if i get sorted into Slytherin?”
“Then Slytherin will gain a brilliant young wizard, but if you’re worried about it you can choose Gryffindor”
“Really, the sorting hat takes your choice into account. Now come on,the trains about to leave!” Harry Potter told his son, Albus.
As he walked along the unfamiliar path to the train, Albus could see his aunt Hermione fussing over her daughter, Rose.
“Have you got your trunk?”
“Good, OK time to go. Bye. Oh, one last hug! Bye darling, hope you have fun. Listen in class and get your homework done on time and don’t get into to much trouble. Listen to your teachers and write to us. Yes remember to write to us and…”
“Mum, I’m going to be OK. Stop worrying!”
“Oh, yes right. Bye darling. Remember that it doesn’t matter what house you get sorted into. BYE!!!!!
“Goodbye Mum” Rose’s voice faded as she went through the door and sat down, accross from Albus, in a nearby carridge.
Albus look out at his Dad and wondered if it was true. Did the Sorting Hat really listen to you?
“Oh, stop worrying. I was just kidding. Hogwarts is a great place. It’s not scary at all.” Albus’s older brother, James told him ” It’s safe! With Dumbledore as the Headmaster and…” He hesitated as he wondered whether to say the name or not. “…everything’s safe, no need to think otherwise.”
James was going into his 2nd year and he knew something that Albus and Rose didn’t. He knew that the remaining Death Eaters from the Battle of Hogwarts had formed a group.
They were now, together, stronger than Voldemort ever was.
James had been told by his Dad so he could keep Albus and Rose safe at Hogwarts. He had been told everything but he was told not tell them, for their own safety.
“Anything from the trolley kids?”
James looked around and started choosing from the wide amounts of odd sweets. He bought four things; Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans and three Chocolate Frogs.
Rose and Albus got the same and they showed each other the collectors cards from the frogs.
“I got Dumbledore.” Rose exclaimed.
“Me too!” Albus said in reply.
“That’s the Headmaster’s brother. Albus, you were named after him. He died in Dad’s 6th year.” James told him, regretfully.
“HOW?!” Rose and Albus said together.
“Oh, um, he… he… he fell out of his office window when he was trying to grab something just out of reach…” James didn’t know what to say and what he made up just sounded ridiculous.
“Oh, well, um…” Rose said, popping a yellowy, browny coloured jelly bean into her mouth. “YUCK, WHAT ARE THESE! IT TASTES LIKE VOMIT! DISGUSTING!!!!!”
“Ha, what do we have here.” A boy said as he walzted in like he owned the place. He had white hair that was combed back, flat across the top of his head. “Looks like….. a couple of Potters and a … let me guess… a Weasley.”
“Can you please leave Scorpius. Or do I have to make you!” James said as he pulled out his wand.
“Ooooo! I’m so scared. James is going to curse me! Well I’m not leaving. I can’t be bother looking for another carriage.”
“STUPEFY!!!!!” James yelled as Scorpius fell, unconcience, lying across the seat.
Two Slytherin 2nd years came by, saw him lying there, told James off and carried Scorpius off to another carriage.
“Who was that?” Albus asked James.
“Scorpius Malfoy, got sorted into Slytherin last year. I hate him.” James replied.
“Come on, we should go get our robes on, the train’s nearly arrived at Hogwarts!” Rose exclaimed.
As the three stepped off the train, Albus and Rose looked around and, even though it was only the train station, they were both amazed. James, on the other hand, walked through and smiled as he remembered the familiar scene.