This is a significant photo to me because it reminds me how Christmas looks like at my house. Christmas is a time when my family gets together and celebrates with each other. The fresh smell of baked potato's, chicken, carrots and gravy lingers in the cold night air.  Family members are rushing round getting presents under the tree and plates on the table. My mum brings out a massive chicken she calls dinner time it sounds like a hundred elephants feet crashing against the tiled floor.

100 Word chellenge

Prompt: .....Finally we can make a start.....

Candle wax drips down the cake and starts too pool in puddles. I wait motionless staring at the wall in front of me, finally we can make a start laughter fills the room and I run around like a headless chicken singing from the top of my lungs. Music fills my ears and drop to the floor unable to breath then I realise I have been poisoned my hart slows down and all I can see is a white light.-88 Its to late im gone and there is nothing anyone could do about it.

Mood writing

Sadness passes through everyone it makes you feel distant and far away. IT tastes like bitter and un-wanting hiding its self from the wandering eye and latching its self on to the broken and escaping from the happy. Sadness makes frowns deepen and hatred harden its alone and sorrowful its depression and slow. It sticks and doesn't let go its like a sharp dagger poking you making you hurt and abandoned. Salty tears stick to your pale face. All you can hear is the silent weeping and the constant beating of your hart against your chest.

REAL Learner goal- Respect

my goal is to be encouraging and inclusive towards my team mates. I can do this when someone makes a wrong move to say that they can do better next time.

The street

Lights flicker below towering buildings coving the deserted street with light. Trees stand proud and tall as piercing wind thrashes against the fragile leaves. The low howling wind whisks up and over colossal  street lights. Thunder clouds loom in the distance armed and ready to fire. A single light from a building tempts the wandering eye. Steadfast alleyways haunt the deserted streets casting ghastly shadows along the walls. There is no escape.

Moment in time

Moment time:

Sweat drips off my face and lands on the gravel. My body is side ways marking my player. The whistle goes and my legs charge forward following my player im hot on her trail I go for the intercept my legs spring off the ground with power and force I get it I land with a thud and look for one of my team mates to get free. I pass. Im off again running with speed and agility I come to a screeching stop the other team has stolen the ball back. I run to the shooting circle. I stop to catch my breath, bad mistake they shoot but don't get it. I jump and whack it out that was a close one.

The light house

The majestic light house stood proudly, eyeing the distant ships warning them of the danger ahead. the rolling waves rose then fell, breaking like shattered glass as they reached out for the beach. Smokey clouds linger motionless in the darkness. pointed rocks protect the full impact of the growing waves as they rage. The moon tries to push through the cloudy sky.

The monster

Wrinkles scar her face from smiles that once made the world happy. Each line is unique and tells a different story, some of when she was younger and use to run about smiling in the sun and some of when relitives died and and her frowns deepened. Old and broken but playing pretend. When ever she yells the whole world goes cold and people run away screaming from the pain and stress that has turned her world upside down.

If you ever get called out she will stand over you and make you feel weak and scared she looks deep into your sole and makes you feel her pain and anger. She crushes you like a bug but never did she once make you feel happy or even joy. Her place is like a prision icsloted and scared building walls so know one can reach her blocking out friends and family and hating on people she dosent like . Her clothes are boring and they make the whole world frown. Her hart is as cold as stone and know one can get through to her not even her own daughters.

Her snake like eyes perice the hart from anything good or evil, she sucks you dry from any good ness left in you. She is the worst person to be around if you were kind harted and soft she would make you cry the minute you saw her and you would be terified that she might come kill you in the night (she is down right capable of that) you can feel her horrible pressence from miles around you better get out of her way if you know what is good for you.

People run screaming from a monster that has turned shuch lovly person into something that people never thought possible. Her teeth glision with the blood of inicont lives she has taken she licks her lips as to say that was nice. Bloody foost steeps follow her as she is getting ready to take the life of her next victum. You can she how much she is enjoying crushing them she is a MONSTER and will always be one.

She knew nothing better to do as she was treated the exact same way. Alouthough she tried to hide behind a mask and start again she will never be able to get away from the fact she has ruined many peoples and crushed many dreams of thousands. Some people say she has 1,000,000 cats and no soul. As she hurd the sound of death comming to collect her she ran but could not escape alouthough it sounds very greusome i have to say she had it coming. Though she was draged by death she found a way back to the light and out of the darkness she found the one they call so powerful or who people call the creater he can pull you out of hell he is the master of life and death but he is the also the master of love and peace. Though some people think he is not real people thre are people that do they know that he will for give your sin and bring them back to the light no matter what, he wants everyone to be his children and in the end we all get to go to heaven. Such a pretty face lost but then found and brought back to its natrual beauty.

In the end whatever is lost must be found no matter how long it takes everyone desurves a second chance and just because you are different or people bully you everyone is special to god i really dont like m teacher but like Nelson Mandela once said " The greates glory in living is not never failing but rising everytime you fall" this means that know matter how much you get pushed down or rejected if you be persistant people will learn that you are special and needed to be treated like a normal person and not like a stranger but like a friend.

Character Description

A reflective yellow vest hangs over his hunched shoulders. A patterned bandanna was knotted behind his head. A black walky-talky clung to his side waiting to give out his next instructions. Worn-out sneakers were placed on his aching feet. his vague face looked out at the roaring city. his eyes were remote and sad. his buff feature rested gloomily on bags of cement.