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Girl falls through a hole and disappears

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  based on the book Susurros by A.G. Howard entremetaforas Alyssa Gardner fell through a hole in London by Isabella Ordoñez Y11 9 of October of 2005  On the night of October the 8 Alyssa Gardner was seen by Mary fall into a mysterious hole in London. “I was walking through the park that is in front of my building and I saw a girl putting her head into a mysterious hole I have never seen in the park,” Mary told this newspaper. “I went to look if she was there and she disappeared, but the hole wasn't that deep. I could see her, but she wasn't there.” When asked for a physical description of Gardner, Mary said, ”She was tall, with the face of an angel and blond.”  The last person Gardner saw was her boyfriend Jeb, the night before she went missing. Jeb said, “We were on a date in our special place, above the old bridge. When I left her at home, that was the last time I saw her, around eight o'clock”.  That was the last time Alyssa was seen. Her dad found out that she ne...

Meaning of Life Creative Writing: Still Here

Note: This is creative writing based on philosophical ideas of life.  Still here by Maria Jose Vargas, Y11  Laying here I ask myself why I am here, why do I take up space, why was I born, and why I am still here, and I can't find an answer. Laying here I realise I still breathe but I don't know why. Laying here looking at my blank ceiling I imagine that it is the sky, a type of sky I have never seen before, clouds made of sugar and a kind of blue that is always clear and bright, the type of sky you almost never get to see, a sky full of hope, a sky that gives me will to finally stop lying here and do something with myself, find meaning, but then I remember that this sky is not real and it's only a black wall. Lying here, fantasising about things that will never be real, and my feelings are still hurting me, even in my sleep. I turn around, now facing my wall. Curling up in the blanket that doesn't smell like home, but of sadness, desperation, and dried tears, people...

Letter Response to Donate Life Commercials

Rationale  We saw some Donate Life commercials inviting people to donate organs. In this assignment I am going to write an informal letter addressed to one of the characters in these commercials who is “Coleman Sweeney”. Pretending to be his sister, I'll convince him to be an organ donor. The purpose of this task is to show how small actions can save the lives of many people, can help them fulfil their dreams.  In this case, Coleman was an “asshole”, he did not care about anything, and he ignored everyone. But my purpose is to be able, from the position of a relative of his, to make him change his mind, since if a close relative is the who comes to him for help, maybe it will make him reflect a little more... and bring back memories of before, and since he was a good boy in his childhood, it was always his sister who helped him, maybe he can persuade him to help me save my life, telling him that I need a kidney transplant since mine is damaged, and explaining all the tragedies...