Stories
We publish thousands of stories each year, all written by our brilliant students. Here’s a selection of what they’ve been writing across our workshops.
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Mum
Mum is Kenya Mum is the feeling of walking Mum is the scent of roses Mum is the taste of Mandazi Mum is the sound of “are you hungry?” Mum...
My Protection Potion
By Michael, Stage 2/3
What is your superpower? A notebook that anything I draw in it, it would come true. First, turn the pot on Next, put the notebook in Then put the...
My Brain Borrowing Story
By Gabriel, Stage 2/3
I was in the body of a butterfly I was at a tree making a cocoon and I was waiting to shine I smelled a caterpillar in the leaf I...
My Superpower Potion: Flying
By Caylub, Stage 2/3
First, boil the frog Next, pick the berries Then, crack the eggs Finally, peel the snake Now I can fly
Amusement Park Stories
By Quinton
Turns out this robot was created to greet guests as they entered the park, but it slowly developed a mind of its own. Their name is G96. G96 Is white...
Video Vortex
By Gabriel
Digital Desert I was standing in the desert and in the distance I saw something approaching. It was Zowboy. His putrid scent carried on the wind towards me. I should...
Locals vs Robots
By Tamara, Year 8
Story 1: Phone Today marks year 4. I was just getting used to this life, it was becoming the norm, but I got thrown a curveball! My phone had come...
Locals vs Robots
By Beckham, Year 8
5pm 17th December – the day before my birthday *Starts filming* Hello this is Beckham I’m in the canteen with Matthew at the Chifley College Dunheved Campus. We’ve locked the...
My Mother Hears Me
By Anushka, Year 11
Her arms pulled me in close until my small body was enclosed by hers. I felt my mother kiss the top of my head, resting her chin there. Her heartbeat...
Memories Crash Us Like Waves
By Nawal
People say as we age we get older and we forget things. But that is not true, as we age our memories crash us like waves that crash on the...
Comfort Ritual
By Skylee
The key of a piano creates a clear symphony of rain drops, crashing on the soft ground outside my bedroom window that now appeals open and my door closed with...
If I Was
By Miriam
If I was in a room filled with people, I would start overthinking about everything. I’m unable to relax and I just can’t seem to make important decisions which I...
A Bright, Blue Sky
A bright, blue sky, blue would describe how I feel about many things, like looking up to the sky, laying down on the grass under a shady tree on a...
If I Were In A World Where
By Grace
If I were in a world where everyone and everything was the same, I’ll get bored easily and find another world where I can be myself. It’s better to be...
Look Away
By Yesha
‘Look away for a second too long and you’ve missed it.’ If we keep looking back and holding on to our past, we’ll miss out on the great opportunities,...