Prehistoric Times by Brian Stakelum
Suddenly, a blinding flash of light clouds my senses and I
drift into a deep sleep. As I awoke from my unexpected coma I was meet with an
astonishing sight. I see a bright new world with no civilisation and lots of
overgrown vegetation. As I was gazing at the outstanding landscape I heard a
thundering footstep. I fled to the bushes glimpsed around for the creature and
then I noticed in the distance was a vicious T-Rex with a hungry look in its
eyes. I stood rigid and tried not to capture the attention of the dominant
creature.
After a short period of time the T-Rex sensed the presence of another
prey and went on the hunt. I let out a sigh of relief as I continued on my
journey down the mountainside. As I was strolling down the mountain I tripped
over a strange looking rock. I rolled down a couple of yards until I finally
got control a stopped rolling. I had a puncturing wound on the side of my knee
and I needed medical attention fast, but it had slipped my mind that I was in
Prehistoric Times. I clenched the wound to try to ease the pain but the pain
grew exponentially. I grabbed a leaf and tried to make a bandana to stop the
blood flow. As I struggled down the hill I saw a creature I had never heard or
seen before. It was about twenty-five cm tall and had short feathery wings and
a multi-coloured beak. It also had deep bloodshot eyes with razor sharp talons.
As I hunched over to touch it , it launched into the air at an
incredible speed and off it went into the horizon. Curious to what it was I
continued on my journey, limping down the mountainside.
As I was walking through an enormous grassland a
ferocious roar pounded against my eardrum. I tried to sprint but every time
I did my severely injured leg gave me excruciating pain, but fear
still thrived me to the protection of the bushes. There I waited as the
T-Rex swung its head left and right to try and spot me. I picked up a
stone and launched it into the other side of the plain. According to plan
the rock caught the attention of the ravenous beast and led him into the forest
and beyond. My bravery diminished as I saw a pterodactyl swoop in and tried to
clench me with its razor sharp claws. I ducked and proceeded to try and get
away, but my efforts were futile for with the second dive the monstrosity
lifted me up into the sky and advanced to drop me to ensure my demise. The
pressure of its talons was unbearable. At the reasonable height the
beast released me of his grasp. As I was plummeting at an incredible speed
I noticed a tree below me with a thick branch. I landed on the branch,
fracturing one of my ribs, but it was better than death. I lay on
the branch until I had the courage to get off. I hobbled up the mountain to
where Time Machine as still intact. I entered the machine and left the
Prehistoric world behind me.
Day
of a Dog by Enda Monaghan
Hi my name is Messi and as you can see I am a dog. My home
during the night is a red relaxing chair that has a big hole in the arm, which
I put there. This is the only seat I am allowed to sit on since I ruined it. My
owners shout down when they see me near any other chair. When my owners are
home they “play” with me.
While my owners are gone to work in the summer I am left
outside. To occupy myself for the day I chase the cat, dig holes in the garden,
bark at anything that moves especially the postman. When the postman comes he
is afraid of dogs so he hurls the letters at me. My owners always wonder why we
get no bills. I guess I am saving them money in ways. In winter time I am left
in the kitchen and what ever my owners leave on the counter, floor or shelves
is mine and I chew them all to bits.
When visitors come all they want to see are my tricks. They
range from sitting to giving the paw and lying down but the good side is I get
treats after every trick.
My favourite part of the day is when my owners come home and
I finally get out for a walk. We usually go to the lake and I love this place
because I get to sniff all the other dog scents and to see all the other canines
out walking.
TIME TRAVEL BY
ELVINAS NOREIKA
I am world-renowned scientist Elvinas Noreika, and this is
the story of how I went back in time. The story starts off when one of my
scientist buddies goes through a particle accelerator (accidentally) and
discovers a new element in the process. It’s pretty nice of him to die to have
a new element discovered, so we named it after him.
One day, while I was playing around with some of the stuff
(It’s sorta like Silly Putty) when suddenly, an idea cracked in my head. I went
to the head professor and told her about my new idea. “Surely, it can work!
This new material has the properties to do such a thing!” I proudly notified
her. “Alright, alright, you can do it, but on one condition”, she replied. “And
what’s that?” I asked. “...That you test it yourself.”
Fast forward about 7 months later when the machine is
finally finished. I stood in front of the machine with a “Batman surveying the
city” pose. Sweat was trickling down my forehead. I was not ready for the
events to come.
I felt a purple haze creep up behind me. It didn’t seem like
it was doing any good so I started running away from it. “This isn’t supposed
to be here! Oh no!” I cried. Since I didn’t have much space in the machine
itself (It was a box about the size of a wardrobe), I got engulfed by the gas
fairly quickly. I then began to realise that it was also noxious. After I came
to, I found myself still in the machine. “Phew.” I muttered. As I opened the
sliding door, It was revealed that I was in the heat of D-Day.. I hastily
ducked behind a sandbag pile. It was crazy! Both the fact that I was able to
build a time machine and the fact that I’m in D-Day right now!
There were countless grenade tosses, headshots, and
bloodbaths. I was able to watch most of the chaos from a safe distance. After a
while, someone waddled up to me and handed me a rifle. “What am I supposed to
do with this?” I asked. “ARE YOU SERIOUS!?!?! YOU’RE LUCKY THAT SARGE ASKED YOU
TO TAKE PART IN THIS! HERE, HAVE SOME CHEWING GUM!” the soldier bellowed back.
“Thanks a million for the gum. I need to calm myself down.”, I replied.
*INTERMISSION*
Fact File: Eating gum during intense situations (such as
being in a war) happens to calm you down. Your brain thinks “Hey, you’re
eating! You’re not in trouble because you wouldn’t be eating if you were!”
*INTERMISSION*
As I chewed my gum, I started trying to figure out how to
make this gun work. It had all kinds of bits and bobs on it. In the end,I set
it to semi-auto and started shooting at all the enemy soldiers.
I ended up actually decimating the enemy team. My colleagues
were amazed at either my shooting skills, or the fact that I looked like I was from
the future to them. As I went back inside my time machine, I waved goodbye to
the clueless soldiers as I hit the lever back to “present”.
Once again I got knocked out and put back in the present.
But the head professor had more plans. “Good. Now let’s take a look at the
future”.
TO BE CONTINUED?
Man Eats Car for a Bet by Ciaran Treacy
Hello. I am Mr.
Jimbob reporting for the Irish Independant. Two days ago Conor made a bet
with Timmy that he could eat a car for one million euros. It was a dark and
dreary Saturday Morning. Crowds gathered
to get glance of Conor eating a Ferrari. The event commenced at ten o clock
sharp. Conor couldn`t a Ford to slip up. He peeled off every single bit of the car. Soon Timmy started to worry about all the
money he would have to pay Conor. Conor was accelerating through the small and
well made Ferrari. After a few hours he was as fat as a pig. There were only
tyres and little pipe left. He threw the pipe down his throat and suddenly he
started to choke. The paramedics arrived at the scene. As everyone was packing
up to go. Conor bounced back up onto his feet and gobbled down the thick tyres.
He was a champion. The big sum of money was handed over by Timmy. Timmy is now
bankrupt and also is homeless. But at
least we have a millionaire in the town!!
T IME TRAVEL by Cody Murphy
As I gaze through the basement of my new house I see a
mysterious machine. It says TIME TRAVEL 2000 there is a slide of numbers
and letters I put in November 22 1963 and to my astonishment it
flashed before my eyes.I was back 1963 as I hear a roar of people up the
road, as a white cardrove up the road , as I look around the old terrain i see
a something sticking out of a window, but as the car came closer I
could just see the face of the man and notice it’s JFK and I realize that the
thing sticking out the window was the tip of a sniper. As I run over to try
save him it was to late all his blood splat all over the driver and his wife.
The next day the funeral was huge over 5 million people went. At around 5
O'clock I teleported back to the basement of my new house.
SIGNED John.F.Kennedy
A Day In A Life Of A Dog! by Cormac Mangan
Wuff, Wuff, Im Kenny the Labrador. I reside on
40 The Oaks. I wouldn't call it a home, I stay in a kennel all day and all
night. At night I freeze because there is holes in the roof and there is no
door. They have an electric collar attached to my neck and I have to sleep on
the left side of the kennel because the wire is on the right side.
In the evenings I gaze through the patio window to see my
owners eating steak and chips. Most of the time I don’t get any scraps but when
I do it’s usually the pieces of fat or the bone. As if any living creature
wants to eat the bone. If they don’t want to eat it then why should I ?
I have to have a strict diet since I barely get any food at
all. I eat rotten dog food that has been there for about two to three weeks,
but the good thing is there rich in blue mold! I also eat grass, the handy
thing about my grass is that it grows through the kennel so that I hardly have
to move a muscle.
My favourite time of the year is the summer because it is
always sunny, and the patio door is open most of the time. They live in the
country so there is no chance of anyone trying to rob their house. They usually
come back to the house to see all the biscuits gone. So they immediately look
at me and see my chocolate face, chase me around the garden and hit me with a
broom stick.
My least favourite time of the year is the winter because
it’s always cold and the rain gets through the holes of the kennel. Plus my
birthday is on the 21st of December and I end up spending my birthday on my own
in the rain. I will soon be turning twelve and I’ll be coming to my final days
I’d say. The one thing I won’t do is say goodbye to my owners since they made
my life so miserable.
A Day in the Life of a Chimpanzee by Denas Cirkelis
Hi my name is Jeff and I am a Chimpanzee living in the
Dublin Zoo. We all feel like we are the luckiest animals because we get to play
on swings and climb on ropes. We feel sorry for the other animals that just lie
on the grass and dry in the sun. My friends are Robert, Paul, John, and James.
We also have a friend that is a person, his name is Kristian. Kristian feeds us
lovely bananas and other foods, Kristian looks after us very nicely.
Our zoo looks really well but the sounds are a bit too loud.
Sundays are the best for us because most people come and we love to show them
our tricks and make them laugh. People love us the most because everyone just
lies on the grass and has a cool time. I feel lucky because we have a lot to do
and live a great life. I am probably boasting too much.
A few years ago we had a tornado in Dublin, all we could do
was just hold on to the trees. We were not even taken inside, Kristian didn't
care then, we were so disappointed. But life goes on with ups and downs and
mostly I have no reason to complain!
Big Event by
Dillon Maher
Today me and my Dad are going to a concert by Guns And
Roses.Its going to be amazing I hope.I go up stairs and get dressed.I put on a nice shirt and jeans with
my new red hytops. The concert is inCroke Park. When we arrive at the stadium
its packed with people and fans. We try to find a good place to stand/sit. Its
like being in a tin of sardines. It starts of with a big explosion. The
atmosphere was electric.
In a few hours its over. My favourite song was Paradise
City. I got a chippers on the way home. In the morning I couldn’t wait to tell
everybody.
50c Coin Essay by Stephen Timlin
I'm a 50c coin and a celebrity has just picked me up. He puts me in his sweaty smell pocket. He walks into a shop and I felt the welcoming breeze and coldness flowing towards my metal face. The celebrity asks for a lolly the old scruffy shopkeeper said in a gruff voice and said here you go. Then the shopkeeper said have it for free then he put me back in his sweaty smell pocket. He walked outside and all I could see is people people and more people buildings as well but mostly people. Then the celebrity went to Hollywood on a plane on the plane he dropped me and I went to the back of the plane and the pilot found me and pick me up and I went to the cockpit and I say all the controls it was magnificent. Then he dropped me and I fell off the plane. I went through the roof of a house. My metel got scratched and dirty I found out I was in house called the Timlins. They had 2 girls and 3 boys, they had 2 cats and a dog. One of the boys picked me up bring me to a place called Eureka. He spent me on sweets and I said to myself this is where my Mom and Dad 1 euro and 2 euro had been never seen again. I started to shake my metal started to sweat and I smelt like that celebrities pocket. then he said no put them back i’ll get nothing then my heart started to powned up and down very fast. then he dropped me in a bin and I smelt so bad I got killed. this is the end of my story.
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