Do Now Activities – If kindness was an object

If kindness was an object it would be a heart, standing on its tip. The heart would be the perfect shade of pastel pink. It’s so shiny that you can see your face in it. Looking at the heart would make you feel like you're floating on a cloud and all your worries blow away. It would make almost no sound, like the sound of you sitting in the middle of a daisy field with the wind slightly blowing on a warm spring day.  

Sarah Davies

Sizzling Starts for our Horror Narratives

I wake up in the middle of the night to the twinkle of a thousand stars, lighting up the night sky, I can hear the breeze blowing through the tress as I try to fall back asleep. All of a sudden I feel my whole body stiffen. I can hear footsteps creaking on the floorboards getting closer and closer by the second.

Chelsea Michalanney

It was a very dark and gloomy night, the wind was howling around me. Everything was moving except for this massive castle. I swore it was touching the clouds. It smelt like something had died. The smell was so strong I could taste it. It was disgusting.

Riley Hannaford

As the wind gushes through the tall trees that are left of the castle, my whole body shivers. I walk over the damp ground and the cool night breeze forms goose bumps on my skin. Why did I choose dare over truth, I thought to myself.

There is a very eerie silence that makes me feel uneasy. The castle is made of stone, with a white flag on top that is flapping in the wind. As I look up to see bats flying everywhere, my body stiffens. I hate bats.

Edwina Marshman