100 WC

“Umm... why?”, I ask. I was standing on the roof of a three-story building being asked to jump. Behind me, Charlotte, rolls her eyes.
“Because I said so! That’s how it works.” Her minions nod furiously.
“Look, I don’t think this is a-”
“Do you want to be in our group or not?!”, she snaps.
“No.” Silence. I can practically taste the confusion in the air. “Can I go?” I ask. I’d only followed them because I was lost and saw they were heading towards the food court. I didn’t think I’d end up here.
“Oh,” Charlotte says finally, a glint of menace in her eyes. She walks towards me, arms outstretched. I’m only a metre away from the edge of the roof. The wind buffets my face and suddenly she - wait; no. She takes my arm.
“Do you want me to get you an uber?” Charlotte asks. I audibly gasp, relieved. Not today!

Note - 154 words

Term 4

Term 4 has begun, which means pool and tan time for others and further retreat from society for me. Anyhow, we have exams and an alarmingly deep Social Sciences assignment ('What is art to you?'). Meanwhile I plan to procrastinate in my cave until the resulting cram session. That is when I'm not at Choir ("It'll be an experience!", - Me, Naive, Early 2018), rambling about worms, or watching dreadful daytime TV

I temporarily lost Ginger (my *surprise* ginger cat), but he was found 4 days later annoyed and locked in a shed. So generally all is well and I haven't been recruited by a cabbage worshipping cult; yet.

Random Things (also featured above, verbalized random things)

Here is a croissant working out.

This is a Celeriac, a type of root vegetable. I'm amazed at the gaps in our education.

Halloween is coming so naturally I plan to stay at home and binge Stranger Things.

100 Word Challenge

BATH Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily

A leaf, a fighter, struggles against the pounding breeze. Nearby her brother’s plucked from his stem, and joins the swirling mass. He danced wildly in the air before a sudden wind carries him upwards, towards the sky. His siblings swiftly follow, a horde of speckled mustard, apricot and tangerine. Then the wind lessens, and they drift blankly down. They weave nimbly between the highest branches before plummeting, mere metres from the grass. Floating above a bath of orange, our leaf spots others who’ve resolved apon the ground. Clumsily, he skims the earth, then settles in for a final rest.

100 Word Challenge 28/5/18

The sun has risen in a red sky. It had been raining all morning, and the downfall had washed away the spilt blood of the recent scuffle. I lie wincing on the muddy outskirts of a hostile village, hidden from the enemies sight. Last night they sliced deep into my thigh with their weapons, and blood is still seeping from the wound even now. Through muffled shrieks, I untie my makeshift tourniquet and firmly press my hands against the wound. Flinching, pain shoots up my body and a shriek escapes my mouth. My shriek turns into a whimper, and accept that that red dawn would be the last I’ll ever see.

100 Word Challenge 11/5/2018

Beige is the new black

A killer. A masked murderer. But also a sweet rest home resident adored by her peers. Could she be both? I’ve been assigned to interrogate Mrs Dolores Gillian Waller, who at age 75 was diagnosed with split personality disorder. Setting aside her file, I look to the little grey haired lady across from me. Her pale blue eyes seem warm and trusting, not like the cold, dead eyes of those I’ve previously questioned. I think back to a statement from the case folder; “Mrs Waller seemed familiar with the murder weapon and victim, however, she couldn’t believe what she had done.”
I’m underqualified, I think. This is a job for a psychologist.

Another Reflective Question!

Where did I meet succces?
In music today I finally got through 'Ten Guitars' without stuffing up.
Where did I encounter difficulties?
In maths today I did the Otago Maths Challenge, in which I got 4/5. I got the first question wrong because of a silly mistake and I plan to deal with this by figuring out what I did wrong and planning how I'll approach similar questions in the future.
Most pride filled moment -
In PE today I didn't get a football in my face. Pride!

100 Word Challenge 17/5/18

The Mystery Meal

I was in a restaurant with my mother, and I’d ordered her my favourite dish. It was called ‘The Mystery Meal’, named so because the staff would never tell you what it was made of.

Suddenly the doors of the restaurant swing open, and four large delivery men pulling on a rope dragged a strange animal inside. It had the front of a unicorn (horn and all), with the iridescent back half of a fish. Mum and I stared listlessly as the struggling creature was hauled through to the kitchen, it’s emerald tail disappearing behind the door.

After finishing up our meal, Mum called for a waiter and we read the dessert menu. Taking our time deciding, we eventually agreed on Sorbet ice cream. 

Later at home, I randomly found myself wondering what’s used in ‘The Mystery Meal’. Mushrooms maybe?

100 Word Challenge 9/5/18

I look to the kitten in her arms. It’s fluffy, charcoal coloured, and purring loudly.
“When did it arrive?” I ask her tentatively, wondering how close of a friendship the tiny cat had already formed with my friend.
“Oh, some time last night, I found him yowling his little head off outside the front door! Weren’t you my little fluffykins!” Refocusing on the cat, she begins tickling his chin.
My only friend so far at a new school seemed more interested in this lost mangy kitten than the new pair of socks I'd tried to talk to her about earlier.
Seemingly reading my mind, the wide yellow eyes of ‘Little Fluffykins’ meet mine in an intense glare. And so the inauguration of a long and jealousy fuelled rivalry.

100 Word Challenge 2/5/18

It's very early morning, and the air is damp and misty. I claw through the woods, panting and sore. Yesterday I had surged through the trees and countryside at breakneck speed, but over the course of the night been reduced to crawling through the filthy undergrowth, a seething mud splattered savage. At first I'd shouted for help, but no one would when they saw what was chasing me. To them I was already in my grave.
Frantically I look for somewhere to hide and rest my injured leg, which was throbbing painfully. Suddenly I hear branches snap. I've left a crimson trail of blood behind me. So I can't hide. And I can't run. And it's found me.

End of Day Reflective Question

Where did you meet success, and who might benefit most from what you've learnt along the way?

Today in Technology I successfully made a prototype dreamcatcher, and with that my group and I learnt how to find materials independently. This will probably benefit the teachers as they won't have us bugging them throughout the lesson.

Link to Refugee Activities

https://tagonmap.com/maps/sm/QAuB6D19yXkr4aPtKSsM7fO6Gr51IUgx

100 Word Challenge 22/3/18

Fear.

I wake with a start and instinctively rub my eyes. Something is off. I'm a deep sleeper and never usually wake in the night. Surveying my room, I try find a clue as to what could have woken me. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot something pale and luminous. My muscles clench with fear, and goosebumps rush up and down my back. It's at the top of my chest of drawers. How did it get up there? What is it? All thoughts disappear instantaneously and I ogle in absolute horror as it falls onto my bed. I scream as my eyes rest apon it.

100 Word Challenge 13/3/18

A Child's Fantasy

Colourful clouds swirl and coil rapidly around each other. Leaves and wild flowers are tinted orange from the rising sun, which shows slivers of it's welcome face through the silver branches of trees. Giant teacups, plates and bowls of glinting porcelain scatter the forest, while the birds atop them sing their morning chorus. I float up from the ground and hover about the glistening tree tops, my bare feet tickled by twigs. The sky is full of softly coloured balloons who bob to my side, cherishing the sunrise with me. But this isn't the real world. And I still have real places to visit and real sights to see. So goodbye imagination, my dear friend, I hope to see you again.

100 Word Challenge 8/3/18

Rumors

Popularity. Relationships. Back talking. Rumors live like and die like flies, short lived and irrelevant, but now so common it seems acceptable to spread lies and exaggerations without consequence. The usual string of stories and ever constant use of the word 'apparently' is getting tiring to me, and an example of a definitive source of chitchat is unprecedently rare. But why is unconfirmed gossip part of  regular pupil talk anyway? Well, to answer that I'm sad to announce that 'Why don't we talk about Algebra!?' isn't a common conversation starter among Year 8 students. But what if I was in charge? I'm not sure what that would be like, as I'm fairly sure I won't ever be.

100 Word Challenge 15/2/18

Metors Incoming.

Meteors. Big or small, individual or part of a belt; they can change your life and everyone else's. The year is 2108. There are new technological discoveries and as a species we were moving very fast when debris from some distant solar system started hurtling towards Earth at over 48000 kph. 

Our doom is inevitable. Rioting has broken out and faith in our governments and space agencies has been lost. There is no doomsday clock, so the last few days have varied from household to household, city to city. A party to end all parties has been thrown. Large gatherings of loved ones and maybe complete strangers have been organized. 

But my recollection ends as the flames begin and our planet turns to fire.