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Halloween Short Stories

10/1/2014

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Our young writers are asked to start a story with the opening line: "I woke up in an unknown place. My mind went blank. I couldn't remember how I ended up here." 

There are a total of 9 stories in the series
My wonderful world by Farida Radwan (age 9)
Unicorn Tear by William Yang (age 12)
The other place by Amira Radwan (age 12)
I was once a warrior by Leo Yin (age 10)
The mysterious old man by Selena Zhou (age 9)
My fantasy by Edward Wang (age 8)
Not my own by Leo Yang (age 8)
My hornourable end by Yuki Kwan (age 14)
The world down and under by Georgia Sa (age 13)

Only a selection is shown here. For the full version, please get the Issue 5 Summer/ Fall 2013 magazine

WARNING:Beware of the outer dimension! Once crossed you will never come back! These dark tales of lost souls be your guide or your curse. You decide. Happy Halloween! 
By Voice K Future Journalist Program
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My Fantasy (by Edward Wang, age 8)
I woke up in an unknown place, my mind went blank. I had no idea how I ended up here. I walked around, there was nothing! I tried not to panic, but it was just not right. Suddenly, a big plant-like thing grew around me. Then, giant rocks flew in the air like birds. I saw a light on top of the tallest mountain. It looked a lot like a diamond. I tried to climb it, but it was too slippery. After, I saw a rope next to the mountain. The rope was tied to a hook. I used the rope to climb the mountain.  I managed to grab one of the diamonds on the mountain and  made a wish. I wished I could go home. Poooooooooof!  I was finally home. I told my parents about the magical day I’vd had – only to realize that these people are not my real parents!


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My Wonderful World By Farida Radwan (Age 9)
I woke up in an unknown place. My mind went blank. I couldn’t remember how I ended up here. I was in a dark and cold place. It had big trees and dirty wet grass. The trees were dead and dreary. The leaves were so dry and crumbly that when I stepped on them, my feet were radiating in pain. I was so cold and hungry.

My parents left me here alone on September 11th 1957. We were so poor and we did not have enough money to feed ourselves. They decided that they would try their luck in a new country, but they abandoned me in London. After 3 days of war with the Germans, a huge tornado came and obviated our city in London. I ended up in a forest, on the Other Side.  

I learned how to walk on my own when I was about one year old. The other Side was so beautiful and all of the townspeople were generous. I would wake up by the sound of my blue jay bird. I slept in the forest, where I grew accustomed to living there. It became like my little home which I made out of wood out of my imagination. When I turned 2 years old, I went around the neighbourhood working place to place saying 
good morning to people and being as cheerful as possible. To each store I went to, the store owners would say: “Hello there, Amanda! I have something new for you!” and they would give me something. First, I stopped by the clothes store.   

The lady said: “Hello Amanda, I’ve got two new outfits for you! One is this pretty little green shirt with the little yellow skirt. The second one is these nice pair of white pants and this beautiful plain red shirt”. Then I stopped by the baker and he gave me some bread and cakes. Next, the butcher gave me a turkey sandwich. 
On my 7th birthday, everyone gathered and gave me the best birth- day in my whole life. Though these people are just my neighbours, they act more like a family to me. I lived a beautiful life! Until one day, when I turned 12, I decided I wanted to travel more  and discover the world. I ended up in a huge castle and decided that I would go and greet them. So, I knocked on the big door. When I entered the castle, I blacked out. 


When I woke up, I was in the forest again. I have forgotten who I was, and why I was here. I was hungry, lonely, scared and sad. I missed my parents. 


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The Unicorn Tear by William Yang (Age 12)
I woke up in an unknown place, my mind went blank. I don’t remember how I got here. I walked around not knowing what to do. And then the most unbelievable thing happened. I saw a crying unicorn. One unicorn tear can grant a million wishes. If I could have my hands on one unicorn tear, I could have everything I could ever want.  

I spent a few minutes making a plan. I would get a cup and try to catch the tear but there was one problem: only one unicorn tear come out every hour so I had to be accurate, quick and agile. I spent a few days waiting for the exact moment to strike. When that moment finally came, I ran as fast as I had ever ran in my life. Everything around me slowed down, I saw the tear slowly dropping. Finally, I caught the tear. I quickly drank the unicorn tear. 


Now my life was complete since I had a million wishes that I could never finish using because I could just wish for another unicorn tear. My first wish was to go home. When I got home, I began writing a book about how I got the unicorn tear. No one would believe me because I didn’t wish for a million dollars, but I knew I could. I spent my wishes helping the less fortunate and saving the planet. Not long after this, I had found the cure for cancer, ended world hunger, found alien life and found a way to go to another planet just like Earth in another galaxy. I decided to use the other planet as a backup plan in case Earth got destroyed. I lived the life of my dream and lived happily ever after.



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I Was Once a Warrior By Leo Yin (Age 10)

I woke-up in an unknown place. My mind went blank. I couldn’t remember how I ended up here. I saw a door with no door knob. I tried to push it open, then I tried to bash it open. Next, I realized the door was made of stone and my arm started to hurt. 
I walked around the room trying to fi nd something that would help me. Then, I saw a big, wooden box. I opened it and there laid 4 items in it. There was one rope with grappling hook, one sword, one shield and one suit of armor. I grabbed all of them. I put on the suit of armor. Next, I grabbed the shield and sword. When I saw that there was a hole on the roof, I have found my way out. I put the rope around my waist for security. I threw the grappling hook onto the roof through hole. However, just as I was ready to climb up, I saw a pair of purple eyes. 
Fascinated by the strange eyes, I stepped closer towards them. A flame came out of the eyes, and I got burned. Then, the purple eyes fl oated away and I chased after them. I could not catch them. 
Later on, I heard some heavy foot- steps coming towards me. I turned around and shouted “WHO ARE YOU?!” But all I heard was an array of strange sounds, “uhhh...psit... ... ...nuunu...fcccht...”. Then I got pushed down a dark void and fell asleep. When I woke up again, I found my- self in a small cave with a lake be- side me. Then I realized that I had drowned and become a ghost. I kept trying to get out of the cave by climbing the rocky wall, but it was useless. So, here I am waiting and hoping for someone to find me. 

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My Hornourable End by Yuki Kwan (Age 14) 
I woke up in an unknown place. My mind went blank. I could not remember how I ended up here.

There wasn’t anything I could do, so I went to look around. There was a nightstand, which was beside the bed where I woke up. There was a small bathroom with a shower. There weren’t any windows. I noticed there was some bread and water on the nightstand. I was very hungry, so I ate it without even thinking it could be poisoned. As I went to grab a piece of bread, I suddenly felt a jolt of pain in my head. I held onto the edge of the bed as my knees be- came weak and I was wrapped in darkness.

“Hey! Wake up! Helloo?” I opened my eyes and I almost thought I was dreaming.

“Claire, I thought you were dead!” I was so happy to see my best friend that I went to hug her, but I just passed through her body.

“I am dead, I’m just a ghost now.” “Huh? Then why can I see you?” “Well, I don’t know. But anyway, you need to get out of here and escape. There are some stairs under your bed.”

I did as she said and pushed the bed away. There was indeed a passage leading to the floor below. But suddenly, the door opened and a guy in a grey suit appeared. “Eat your food.” That was all he said before leaving the room.

I followed Claire, and we managed to get to the first floor. She direct- ed me through the building and we managed to get to the back door. As I was about to make it over the fence, I heard a gunshot. I felt pain in my chest looked at Claire, who was smiling evilly. 

“Claire, why?” “Why? Revenge. You pushed me off that cliff on purpose!”

I wanted to say that it wasn’t me who killed but her, but her stepdad. However, I couldn’t tell her, the truth would hurt her. As my silky blonde hair became drenched with blood from another shot, this time to my head, I only thought of one thing: “I’m sorry, Claire.”

That was how I died, shot and betrayed by the very friend I trusted. Now, I’ll finally be able to meet my parents, who were also killed by the people they trusted. 

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Chasing the Archangel- Chapter 4

10/5/2013

 
By Emma Dennis (Age 14)
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The air feels as if it’s been knocked out of my lungs ever since I first saw Captain Ky face to face for who he really is: my brother, Samuel, who I thought I lost long ago. The silence is deafening, except for the quiet sounds of the ocean that have become white noise, no one says a word and that’s unusual for such a rambunctious bunch. The world seems to be happening in slow motion. Everything’s a blur. 


Slowly but surely, the real world resumes and Christopher, my best friend for as long as I can remember, seems to begin to understand what I said. He looks as if his eyes might fall out of his head. “What do you mean he’s your brother?” I can only shrug in response. I don’t know what to say. 


“You’re...” he stammers. “And you’re...” He looks back from Samuel to me, pure shock and astonishment in his expression. After a moment, he puts his hands to his forehead.

“This is ridiculous.” Looking at Chris, I furrow my brows. His shock I understand,  because I was just as surprised, but he seems more angry than confused.


The lines etched across his forehead indicate his discontent. I don’t need to ask him to know that something’s wrong. “Chris, we need Samuel’s help to find Daniel. He is our only link,” I say with a stern face.


“He’s a pirate! He’s the reason my father is mis-”

“Finding Daniel is our priority right now.” I cut him off before he can finish the sentence. I initially tried to keep my voice calm, thinking I could reason with Christopher, but as I spoke, my voice raised. Chris’ jaw 
is set and much like his opinion, it isn’t changing. As I grow angrier with him, I hear the rumbling of storm clouds in the distance. I think I might be imagining them in my rage, but the cracking of lightning assures my suspicions. The grey sky rolls in just as my own storm clouds gather in my eyes. 


“Are you ever going to trust anyone? Or are you just going to be juvenile and stubborn for the rest of your life?”

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His facial expression stoic, Christopher’s lips purse. After a few moments, his face eases. “Okay, what should we do now?”

“According to my source, he was last seen at meeting another shipment,” Captain Ky says in a calm voice as he points to the island on his map with burned edges.

The raindrops sound like a million little marbles hitting the deck above, falling from that dust-coloured sky. That is the only noise for a while. I begin to wonder if Chris is going to say anything at all. Knowing Chris, he’s always got something to say. He always has to have the last word.

“We are only working together until we fi nd my father,” Christopher says with a harsh voice. “And then, I want you to be out of our lives.”

Then, we set to sail. Through the entire trip, Chris remained silent and reserved, only talking with me at dinner time. He did a lot of reminiscing, but I know it’s more than that. His real fear is, “what if my father is not who I think he was.” The thought haunts him like mosquitoes in the summer nights.

Samuel and I spent our time recalling childhood memories: the games we played, the silly jokes we shared and how our parents used to sing to us under the palm trees. At those moments, the young man
sitting beside me was never the dreadful pirate, Captain Ky. He was my dear brother, Samuel.

After a couple days of travel, we finally reached our destination – Easter Island. A dark smoke comes from the island and tall trees cover our sights from having a clear view of the shore. Its rocky shores struck fear into the boldest navigators because it could send any ship to the bottom if it broke through the ship’s haul. After we dock as close to the shore as we can, we hear a big explosion. That is our first big giveaway that there are people on this island. Now, it is time to explore.

Samuel gathers some of his men and weapons and we follow them on to the land. The sandy beach leads us to a dark and menacing jungle where we see a few exotic animals and plenty of vegetation.


As we travel further into the jungle, we see a lot of craters and fi ssures in the land. This is obviously left by the explosions. As we approach the rocky side of the island, we hear voices. We stand behind a few large rocks and observe the people that are on the island. Slaves are carrying huge sacks as men with guns shout orders. Daniel stands among the crowd of people giving instructions in his fine, expensive attire. I suddenly
know - he is their leader.

Learning Toolbox

New words (Level: Grade 5 - Grade 7)

Astonishment (as·ton·ish·ment) 

Example:  He looks back from Samuel to me, pure shock and astonishment in his
expression. 

noun – 1. overpowering wonder or surprise; amazement. 
2. an object or cause of amazement.

Juvenile (ju·ve·nile) 
Example:  Or are you just going to be juvenile and stubborn for the rest of your life?

adjective – 1. of, pertaining to, characteristic of, or suitable or intended for young persons: juvenile books.
2. young; youthful: juvenile years. 3. immature; childish; infantile: His juvenile tantrums are not in keeping with
his age.

Literary Device:
Pathetic fallacy - As I grow angrier with him, I hear the rumbling of storm clouds in the distance.

Sometimes referred to as “personal forecast,” it is a literary term for the attributing of human emotion and
conduct to all aspects within nature. Pathetic fallacy is when an aspect of nature is used in literature to further
convey an emotion.


Try this on your own:
Connect the two words given and create a pathetic fallacy 



Example: Happy / Rainbow
The colourful rainbow shines in the sky as my friends and I
finished our fundraising goal at our tiny lemon stand.


• Nervous / Dark clouds
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• Sad / Rain
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• Angry / Earthquake
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Questions for the reader:
Why do you think Chris was not willing to cooperate with
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Why did Chris remain silent during the trip?
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How do you imagine Easter Island?
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What do you think Chris will do when he meets with his
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What do you think happens next?
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