Haunted House

So, around about a week ago the children in Mrs. O’s class made us a scary story starter and we had to finsih the story. Here’s mine

The Haunted House

Walking around the block to get home from a friend’s house, I looked up to see a faint glow. As I studied the glow it started to move away slowly and I followed it!

The glow leaded me to an abandoned house that had smashed windows and I could only JUST make out a little girl and boy with pitch-black eyes.

They looked as if they were… possessed… I wearily brush past, not taking my eyes off them, then, once I was in the clear, I took my mind off them and the girl and boy started following me. I started walking even faster, becoming more anxious by the second and hearing ghastly echos..

HELP US

FREE US

Their messages thumped inside of my head with a large amount of pain. I covered my ears while a scream emerged from between my lips. It was long, loud and painful. “WHY ME, OUT OF ALL THE OTHER PEOPLE YOU COULD’VE DRAGGED HERE?!” I yelled at the little children “AND WHAT DID I DO?!”

They didn’t reply.

“Hello?” I muttered, which sounded more like a stutter, but who wouldn’t stutter in a time like this?

My thoughts were cut off with a sharp and unbearable pain in my ankle, I started to swear. The pain only got worse by the minute, with plenty of warm liquid spilling and leaking on and around the source of pain. I looked down to see the little boy biting, eating and drinking the area of the wound.

I look behind me to see the little girl with a sharpened knife, smiling. I gasp as I try to speak. I couldn’t. I started to scream without my own permission.

“One…Two…Three….” The little boy whispered

“Play.. with..me…” The little girl whispered

“No thank you…” I manage to say, before taking a sneaky look at the watch on my wrist

1:23 AM

They both look at me, confused, then at each other blankly, then me, again, grinning. The girl began holding the knife against my neck and the boy began to laugh. She began to cut my head off slowly, grinning more with each passing second. I froze with fear and tried to move away Then, it all went black.

I shook my head immediately, snapping out of my daydream quickly. Then I realise that I’m halfway through the house where my ‘death’ was before, I hear ‘them’ giggle and I start to feel a cold blade on my neck. I look at my watch..

..1:23 AM..

Some Other Horror Story I haven’t named

Alice froze in her footsteps. Her bestest friend had just been killed. There was words written on the wall “You’re Next” Alice curled up next to her dead friend

“..” She sobbed

She felt the heat of Janey’s body. Janey’s eyes flickered open, but, they were pitch black. She spoke in a distorted voice

“She’s coming. Be careful”
“Who?!” Alice screamed
“SHE’S HERE”
“Who’s here? Jane, tell me”
“SHE’S BEHIND YOU”

Alice felt a cold breeze pass her body, she felt something puncture her chest. She screamed. The cause of the pain covers Alice’s mouth “You might as well be quiet,” It whispered “Because nobody can hear you” It drew out a sharp knife and laughed “You won’t live to see the light…” And entirely slit her throat

Alice shot up from her bed and screamed

“JANEY!!!!!!”

Janey ran in the room worried.
“What happened dear?”
“I-I… You’re s-still?… You…. Jane!?”

“I see you had a bad dream. Go back to sleep-”

“But?? I won’t wake up this time!”

“Alice. It was just a dream, you need to rest”
“Fine..”

Alice sighed.

‘sHe’S wRoNg, It’S nOt A dReAm, YoU sLeEp AnD yOu WILL NoT wAkE uP” A voice screamed in Alice’s mind

“ I told her, but does she ever listen-” Alice said sarcastically
“SiLeNcE”

“Never, where is Janey and why is she acting weird?”

“JaNeY iS TrYiNg To SaVe yOu, YoUnG oNe”

“Why would she do that for?”

“ShE wAnTs YoU tO liVe”
“What do you mean? I am already living”

“ShE iS iMmOrTaL, sHe MuSt FiNd SoMeOnE tO bE iMmOrTaL wItH hEr As THiS iS hEr PuRpOsE”

“That’s a weird purpose”
“ZiP iT cHiLd, I mUsT lEaVe BeCaUsE yOu AlReAdy KnOw ToO mUcH”

The voice quickly faded as quickly as it appeared

‘What If Janey is in danger?” Alice gulped

CHAPTER 2 COMING SOON

Desert Survivors [Experiment 1 of Many]

Yesterday, the 12th of October 2016 to be precise, Mr. Mayes and Ms. Fitz decided to conduct a experiment with us on our Term 4 Subject~ DESERT SURVIVORS. The experiment was to put a freezer-bag over one lot of tree leaves and leave (No pun intended) them outside 24 hours. From that same tree we had to take some leaves and place them in a (Separate) Zip-Lock bag and leave them in our classroom over-night.

My Prediction was that the leaves would become greener and sort of regenerate itself. It would grow because there wouldn’t be any birds/insects to infect/damage the small leaves.

My Reason was because the leaves would be in a small pocket of air while being with other leaves to use for regeneration. Also, the bugs and birds would leaf (Pun Intended 😀 ) it alone, so no harm is done.

My Observation But Today (As it was the 13th of October, 2016) when we had to go check what has happened to our dear leaves, some of us found Pools of water in the freezer bag, some found spiders (Cough, Cough… Holly and Marnie..) and others found a small amount of water.

My Explanation Since the leaves were compressed in a small, heated environment, the leaves had started to leak out the collected water and for many filled their bags up. This is because from every tree, the leaves have collect different amounts of water.

Thank you for reading my Biological reasoning for this experiment
I hope you liked

~Kammy~

Archie Roach Biography

Archie Roach
In Memory Of Ruby Charlotte Margaret Hunter

A beloved singer/songwriter, and beautiful and loving partner of Archibald William Roach
You will not be forgotten
31 October 1955 – 17 February 2010

Now, everyone, please gather around as I present to you a story, a story as beautiful and heart-warming as a mother’s kiss! So let us begin-

Archibald William “Archie” Roach was first brought into the world on the 8th of January, 1956, in Mooroopna, where he grew up with his family, with the wild population of other Indigenous Australians, had to get re-housed on the Rumbalara mission, but, he and his family decided to move to Framlingham, where his mother was born.

While still a very young boy, Archie and his sisters, along with the other Indigenous Australian children of the stolen generation, were forced to be removed from their family by Australian government agencies, and placed in an orphanage. After receiving two placements in foster care, Archie was eventually fostered by the Coxes, a family of Scottish immigrants

Now, as a young man, Roach had gotten a letter from an older sister, telling him the past events of their childhood. Angry and hurt, he left his foster home carrying only a guitar. Penniless, he travelled to Sydney and Adelaide, and spent some time living on the streets, trying to make sense of his childhood and find his natural family.

He also went through periods of alcoholism and despair, but also began to make some music. During this time Roach met his lifelong partner, and musical soulmate, Ruby Hunter. They started a family. Later in their marriage, their home became an open house for teenage Aborigines living on the streets.

In the late 1980s Ruby and Archie formed a band, the Altogethers, with a few other Indigenous Australians, and moved to Melbourne. There he was overheard by a bandmate of songwriter Paul Kelly, who persuaded Paul to give Archie an opening slot for some of his concerts.

In 1990, with the help and encouragement of Paul, Archie recorded his debut solo album, Charcoal Lane. This album included the song “Took the Children Away”, a song telling people of the bad treatment of indigenous children of Archie’s generation, and a song which ‘struck a chord’ not only among the Aboriginal community, but also nationally.

Archie’s song ‘Took The Children Away’ won two ARIA Awards, as well as an international Human Rights Achievement Award, the first time this had been awarded to a songwriter because of a song. The album it came from featured in Rolling Stone magazine’s Top 100 Albums for 1992.

As for today? Well, Archie is currently living in in a homestead near South Australia, with his children.

Where did Archie get his inspiration from?
As well as fostering little Archie, the Coxes had children of their own. Their oldest daughter was named Mary. Now, Mary played the keyboard and guitar and she performed in a local church, after a while, Archie asked his foster-sister to teach him the basics of both instruments.

I’d like to tell you a little bit about Mooroopna!
Mooroopna is located not that far away from Shepparton and Melbourne, with a fair population of around about 7,800 people. The name Mooroopna comes from an Aboriginal word referring to a bend in the Goulburn River, near Shepparton in central Victoria.

GLOSSARY

Indigenous Australians- To refer to the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islanders
Re-housed- To provide someone with new housing
Immigrants- A person who comes to live permanently in a foreign country.
Penniless- Of a person having no money
Alcoholism- Someone who’s addicted to drinking Alcohol (Alcoholic)
Soulmate- A person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner.
Aborigines- Indigenous  Australians
Debut- A first appearance
ARIA awards- The Australian Recording Industry Association Music Awards (ARIA music awards) Known for giving awards to the most famous, musicians, songs and even just the lyrics
Homestead- A farmhouse or a out-building

Thankyou for reading MY biography on Archie, I hope you enjoyed!Screen Shot 2016-08-15 at 10.44.22 am

-Kamryn 😀

Narrative which I have NOT decided a name on

Sadie opened the photo album hesitantly. All her memories, feelings, emotions and knowledge fell onto the photographs with every single tear. It wasn’t so long ago since we were together, She thought. Yet again, it wasn’t that long ago since she- Died. A cold, soulless hand lurched onto  Sadie’s shoulder, she screamed…

It was mum, Sadie glared at her with anger
“Why did you scare me like that?”
“I’m sorry dear-” She was cut off by her own laugh, Sadie couldn’t resist to hold hers in too, so she joined in, giggling like a school-girl.

But little did they know that they were getting watched by someone they always knew, She has ALWAYS been watching… her name is Jemma… and she is part of Sadie…

Sorry not sorry for the cliffhanger 😀 😉 <3
Peace Out
-Kamryn

More poems!

Sorry for spamming with poetry!

Cinquain;
Pacifist
Peace, Forgiving,
Peace-making, Loving, Caring,
Filled with alot of
[DETERMINATION]

Love
happy, heart,hugging, holding,loving,
never wanting to let go
Considerate

Children
Young, Innocent,
Screaming, Yelling, Caring
Never wanting to grow up
Kids

Waiting
Longing, Patient,
Seeking, Ticking, Tocking
Never giving up my
Time

Haiku; Goodbye
As the wind blew;
sweeping my heart away,
leaving without you.

Found;
The lights flickered off,
trembling,
‘I thought I was the only one
to check it out”
Pierced, you turned the lights back on,
you died

Pantoum;
God bless her
By a cherry-blossom tree
Give her, her senpai
Or just let her be

By a cherry-blossom tree
Stood Ayano’s enemy
Give her, her senpai
Or you’ll have to die too

Stood Ayano’s enemy
Leave Kokona Haruka
Or you’ll have to die too
With all the other ‘obstacles’

Leave Kokona Haruka
Give her, her senpai
With all the other ‘obstacles’
God bless her
(In honor of Yandere simulator, (Yandere-chan or Ayano Aishi) Yandere

My Story So Far

As She approached, through the partly opened door, She could just see the shadows that were cast along the floor. But she knew that neither of them belonged to her, because one was holding a hatchet and the other a long, sharp knife. She refused to barge in there, because her nemesis, Hailey, was held held hostage in there. She didn’t want to go in there to save her, it wasn’t her job. Her job was to hurt others, and Hailey was one of the people who deserved to be hurt.

She softly raised her hand to the cold, silver door-nob and turned it harshly with a strong grasp. “Well, well, well. Looks like we have another ‘friend’, here to join us” Someone’s voice echoed. A different voice giggled. The type you’d expect in a horror movie, she thought. “So sweetie, what bring you here to the-” A feminine voice began as the lights flickered on, she flinched at the blinding light that filled the room “Haunted House?”

She could see them clearly now. The first voices’ owner was a male- Late teens, messy dark brown hair, pale skin. He wore a long, grey hoodie with black dress pants. He also looks like a character in a horror movie, she thought. “Well, u-uh-” She stammered “Nevermind… what’s your name, girly?” The male spoke “M-My name’s S-Sally” She could see Hailey in the corner of her eye “Let Ha-Hailey Go”

I promise I’ll edit this sometime this week
Bye! Kammy-chan XD

Evidence of my writing

Welcome back, now, I am going to show you the poetry I’ve done this month. This first one is called a ‘Found Poem’  it’s where you have a page from your favorite book or a piece of writing, and the words are already there, you’ve just got to ‘Find’ them (Basically, where you have to describe the page in poetry form. You can do artwork on it, but it has to be related to the poem) Here it is!

(It’s from Page #5, from the book ‘Secret Lives’ by Caroline Macdonald)
Real love
is the unspoken words
that let your
heart work in the
it should. <3

Now, this next poem is called a ‘Pantoum Poem’. Traditionally, the 1st and 3rd line would rhyme and the 2nd and 4th line would rhyme. That would continue through the whole poem (Sadly mine isn’t traditional) WARNING; THIS FOLLOWING POEM IS VERY GRUESOME! PROCEED IF YOU DARE You’ve been warned..

Knives can kill you,
Scissors can cut you
Pull the seams
Blood can cure you.

Scissors can cut you
Life, a beautiful lie
Blood can cure you
Hanging by a tree.

Life, a beautiful lie
Death, the ugly truth
Hanging by a tree
Blood curdling screams.

Death, the ugly truth
Pull the seams
Blood curdling screams
Knives can kill you.

Thankyou for reading (I’ll post my story later)
Bye!!! -Kammy-chan XD

My Padlet for Inquiry T2

Here it is everyone, its currently still in progress since I’m currently at home sick. I’m trying my hardest to do more stuff for my inquiry, it’s that I don’t know where we are at with the actual inquiry. Like, are we still researching or not? I’ll stop ranting and telling you stuff and show it to you all now…

Hope you all like , sorry for being so sick Miss Fitz :'(. Have a good day everyone! – Kamryn-chan OUT!
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