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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The Devil and Me
By Wayne
Once, a long time ago, I went to hell. I dug a hole down, just enough for me to go down. I got there and I landed right at the stinky feet of the Devil. He was a big, strong, red beast. The devil asked, “What the heck are you doing here?”
Mood Poem: Untitled
By Garvika
Nails scratching on the blackboard, irritating, makes me cringe frustrating, annoying Vacuuming the house boring to keep moving your hand
Movie World Alone
By Garvika
Going to Movie World has always been my dream, and finally I am going there. My and my sister jumped in the car and we knew it was going to be an action packed day. We were too excited, and we couldn’t wait to get there.
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By Garvika
I am a twin, I have always loved creative arts, I have been learning and working at my desk a lot this year. To my world, I bring the ability to be good at creative arts, the ability to be good at sports and the ability to bring my confidence and helpful personality.
My Story: Untitled
By Kobe
“Come on, Nate!” Yelled Nate’s mother. “If you don’t get up, you’ll be late for school.”
My Story: Untitled
By Brayden
I was with my friends in the Bidwill bush, and I was riding down a hill with dents in the ground from dirt bike tracks. A kangaroo came out of nowhere and knocked me off, I got knocked out. I woke up in the hospital and I had brain damage. I don’t remember things, I don’t remember what happened. I got long term memory loss.
To My Thoughts
By B
When my brain is packed to the brim with thoughts, a simple flick of my pen may blow the mind of others
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By Hannah
One day I was at school in maths class during period four. On the other side of the school there was construction work happening, then all of a quick sudden, the whole class could hear a huge breaking sound of a huge bark tree
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By Hannah
I’ve spent time growing up in Kogarah, I have been to all different places in Australia, I have been to many different schools. To my world, I bring singing to my life, acting to my life and I bring confidence and looking after myself to my life all the time.
Breakable
By Hannah
My iPhone is breakable The grapes are round and you can eat them Paint has a strong smell and great for arts and crafts. Purple gloves, used to keep my hands clean.
Mood Poem: Untitled
By Cody
Drama, fighting and arguing Makes me feel mad and angry Fake people annoy me when they pretend to be my friend
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By Cody and Phillip
Bright red flame, on a cold Saturday nightBig, red apple to eatBig, noticeable red stop signRed strawberries, before and after school Short soft green grassRound green tennis ball, on a...
All About Me
By Erica
Drawing a picture of myself Going to school to learn things Playing outside so I can ride my bike It feels like I’m flying
Colour Poem: Red, Green, White
By Erica
Sweet strawberry jam, on toast in the morning A red usable pen, that helps me write sentences Strawberry; I eat it slowly, makes it