Random story I wrote for a school assesment. I dont like my work, I find it super hard to write SHORT stories. I'm also not very creative so this is the best the same out of my brain. It's not that I dont have good ideas in my head or an Imagination, but I just cant get it down on paper. ARGH IT's SOoOoOo anOYiNg!!!!!!!!
WHANGAPARAOA COLLEGE IN THE FUTURE
Liam awoke to the repetition of one distinct word, “Mayday, Mayday, I repeat Mayday!”
“What’s happening!” he yelled as he lurched forward in his seat.
The plane jolted backwards and forwards, over and over. The lights around him flickered on and off as the people around him screamed in terror. Suddenly the plane became smooth, but now instead of gliding through the air it was falling. Down, Down, Faster, Faster. Suddenly the plane halted to a stop. The only movement made was its slow swaying, the tail slowly tipped forward then the nose. The only noise made inside the plane was a small child whimpering with fear, everyone else to afraid to speak.
The trees below suddenly gave into the weight of the plane. The loud cracks of the trees echoed through the bushes. Each branch snapping one after the other. Again Romeo found himself falling through the air.
Liam later awoke to find himself lying under a big old tree. For a moment he lay dazed and confused. Looking around he saw a crowd of people. From the corner of his eye he saw a small child crouching over a young woman. She had blood and cuts all over her face. At the sight of this he remember exactly what had happened. It all came flashing back to him, the plane, the trees and the feeling of falling through the air.
As he rose he turned to find rows and rows of houses. For a slight second he thought they were saved. However as he took a closer look he discovered he was wrong. Very Wrong, for everything around him gave him an uncanny feeling. The hundred of houses around him were all identical. All in a weird design from back in the 2010’s. They all had huge chunks of plaster breaking away from their walls and slimy green mould oozing down their sides. The gardens were shabby and over grown. Liam could just make out what used to be a garden gnome sitting at the edge of a grubby garden path. It had black gunk dripping down its sides and had grass growing out of its sides.
A sick feeling grew inside of him. Would they ever be saved? Did anyone know this abandoned town existed? There must be a way out! Someone will find us! Liam convinced himself as he walked back to beach in fear of his future.
Though it had been many years since the plane crash, Liam still remembered the abandoned town. He had a vivid image of the filth the houses were surrounded in. He remembered not seeing any signs of life, the only evidence of there ever being existence were the housing. He couldn’t understand why know body knew what had happened to these people. Where are they now? Are they living normal lives like us? What had happened to make every flee?
Liam awoke to the repetition of one distinct word, “Mayday, Mayday, I repeat Mayday!”
“What’s happening!” he yelled as he lurched forward in his seat.
The plane jolted backwards and forwards, over and over. The lights around him flickered on and off as the people around him screamed in terror. Suddenly the plane became smooth, but now instead of gliding through the air it was falling. Down, Down, Faster, Faster. Suddenly the plane halted to a stop. The only movement made was its slow swaying, the tail slowly tipped forward then the nose. The only noise made inside the plane was a small child whimpering with fear, everyone else to afraid to speak.
The trees below suddenly gave into the weight of the plane. The loud cracks of the trees echoed through the bushes. Each branch snapping one after the other. Again Romeo found himself falling through the air.
Liam later awoke to find himself lying under a big old tree. For a moment he lay dazed and confused. Looking around he saw a crowd of people. From the corner of his eye he saw a small child crouching over a young woman. She had blood and cuts all over her face. At the sight of this he remember exactly what had happened. It all came flashing back to him, the plane, the trees and the feeling of falling through the air.
As he rose he turned to find rows and rows of houses. For a slight second he thought they were saved. However as he took a closer look he discovered he was wrong. Very Wrong, for everything around him gave him an uncanny feeling. The hundred of houses around him were all identical. All in a weird design from back in the 2010’s. They all had huge chunks of plaster breaking away from their walls and slimy green mould oozing down their sides. The gardens were shabby and over grown. Liam could just make out what used to be a garden gnome sitting at the edge of a grubby garden path. It had black gunk dripping down its sides and had grass growing out of its sides.
A sick feeling grew inside of him. Would they ever be saved? Did anyone know this abandoned town existed? There must be a way out! Someone will find us! Liam convinced himself as he walked back to beach in fear of his future.
Though it had been many years since the plane crash, Liam still remembered the abandoned town. He had a vivid image of the filth the houses were surrounded in. He remembered not seeing any signs of life, the only evidence of there ever being existence were the housing. He couldn’t understand why know body knew what had happened to these people. Where are they now? Are they living normal lives like us? What had happened to make every flee?
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