COLLABORATIVE WRITING

Y8 CLASS B

THE EVIL CREATURE OF LONDON

It was a dark foggy night and the wind was blowing. I was alone, walking in the streets of London. I had my velvet hat on my head and I remember I was carrying some amount of money in my pocket. I was heading to the subway to get to theatre on the other side of the city, when suddenly, I could not believe my eyes! I saw a devious creature. It was huge and had a bad wound in its back. It had big black wings, lasif the creature was a fallen angel. It turned it's head and looked in my direction, it's eyes were grey and lifeless.That's when I fainted. I woke up and I went immediately to the church and started praying God. After that, I went to my boyfriend's house. Lucas was waiting for me. We had lunch together, but i did not say a word about what had happened.When the night was coming, I decided to leave LucasÂ´place and go back home but when I was on my car I heard a big loud noise just in front of me. I got out of the car but I saw nothing, when I entered the car again, a crazy brunette tall woman with secretive eyes who screamed and shouted at me: 'TAKE ME HOME'. I got scared and tried to get rid of her or even punched her, but I soon realized that my hand passed through her body. That was too spooky! I shouted in despair and drove away as fast as I could. After a few minutes, she appeared in front of the car and I got brave enough and asked what she wanted from me. She just asnwered mewith a loud cry: 'Take me home'

I was terribly frightened , I just kept driving without thinking much, but this attitude of mine took me to a car accident. Unfortuantely, while I was drinving fast, I hit another car, inside there was a family of four, I hadn't injured myself badly and neither any of them, apparently. That was when I got out of the car and I walked in the direction of their car. I looked through the window and for my surprise I saw that same devious creature again, it was eating the flesh of the youngest boy of the family while the others had bite marks all over their bodies. At that moment it saw me, it broke the glass of the car and shouted. Without any excitation, I ran for my life. I was fearing for being safe and alive, when I tripped and fell in the middle of the street. The beast was just behind me, it started to crawl over me, and there was nothing that I could do. I lost my hope for surviving, I gave myself to the creature and it was its job to kill me and finish all that I had achieved over my life. I started to think about my family, my friends and in the middle of that thought the beast ripped my head off my inert body. I felt strange. I had a strange perception of felt that I left my corpse while watching myself bleeding and that sensation was until I had no energy for life anymore...

THE HOUSE OF HORROR AND THE OLD WEIRD MAN It was a beautiful sunny day in London. i rememeber it was in 1983 and Elizabeth, a lovely 25 year old young lady, was walking down Regent street while looking for a job as a waitress, just to pay her bills. When she saw a tea place, with a "need help" sign on the door, she decided to go in. She was very confident. She got in and asked how she could apply for the job there. They told her that they had just hired a girl for the spot, but that they had heard that a very rich nice old man was hiring someone to work for him. They gave her the address and the young lady decided to try and so she went there. When she got there, she realized she had to talk to a strange scary man, who happened to be the old's man body guard. His look was very strange: he had a scar on the left side of his face that crossed his eye and went all way down to the mouth, and he seemed like as if he had never smiled in his life. But he let her in and she got to see the house. It was a big, old, dark scary mansion. It looked like a pretty, but abandoned place. The young lady was kind of worried and afraid, but she got in, and the butler led her to the old man's office. After the interviewed, the old man asked the young lady to come for dinner, because according to his talk, there would be a lot of other possible candidates for the job and so he had let her know he was going to decide about the job vacancy during the dinner. The strange man was the one in charge to decide who was going to get the job. As a request of the strange old man. the lady had leave that place, go back home, put on her fanciest dress and go back to the mansion again.

At night, the mansion looked even scarier. Inside, it was dark, except for the the light of candles and chandeliers which made everything look older. When she entered, there were tons of candidates for the job waiting for Mr. Yaham, the old man. They were all beautifully dressed for the event, but all of them seemed to be peculiar. Elizabeth didn't know how she got to do it, but there she was back again, in a fancy dress. When Mr. Yaham arrived, they all entered a dimly lit dinning room. It was a very cold room, different from the rest of the house. They all sat down in a huge rounded table, and the old man was in the end of the room while heading a place at the table, where everyone could see him as the Boss and the Leader figure. He started talking about the job and soon, the girls would have a tasty supper served. Elizabeth and all the other guests started eating and drinking. The girls were given some delicious glass of good expensive wine when all of a sudden, all of the guests fainted, except for Mr. Yaham. When Elizabeth woke up. She was at the house's basement and it smelled like blood. She heard the sound of metal instruments falling. Then, she heard a loud scream. Elizabeth looked terrified around and there were only her and three other girls left in the basement. The very rest people had been killed or tortured. The maniac belonged to the house. She was desperate. Later, she saw the door opening and pretended she was still unconscious. A huge man, entered and took one of the girls. It was dark, but she could see that the man had a scar across his face, just like Mr. Yaham's body guard. When he left, with the victim in his arms, she started thinking of how she would escape and keep herself alive... Elizabeth never came back to tell us the end of her story.

THE HAUNTED HOSPITAL It was the year of 1956, at the well known Greenwich Hospital. This hospital was celebrating its 99 years old. It was an old still well known hospital of excellent reputation, but it was about to be closed because the local people used to say the hosptial was not the same since it had started to be haunted by a ghost, the Greenwich Ghost. When the construction company started to build the hospital, it was considered a fantastic one, with big windows to light its rooms naturally, with the most beautiful wide doors. It was ready to become the biggest surgery centre for the practice of medicine. The mostinteligent young graduated doctors were hired to work there. The whole staff was rather glad to start their career at that place of the best reputation while wearing their white uniform and feeling the honor of being leading a fantastic career after long years of dedication and studies. However, in the building there was a surgery room, known as the room 666. All the people who had to face any sort of surgery there, unfortunately died for a mysterious reason. It all happened the same way... Their blood stopped circulating in the body while the heart exploded and so did the other vital organs. No doctors would ever explain such a tragic fate. One day, in room 666, one patient got to survive the surgery. Nobody would believe it. HeÂ´d had a knee surgery. It was a miracle that he got to survive, but he had to stay longer at the hospital for his pos operation. The man was called Mr. Charles Benson. He had a seizure sensation in his room and that was something he wouldnÂ´t get to explain. Suddenly he started to spit blood, a big amount of blood. After that, he had to stay in the hospital for a new checkup.

One fine day he was feeling better, but when he woke, he noticed that his wife crying by his side, but she stopped when he announced something. The lady´s face and expression wasn't good. That wasn't his voice, but the words were coming out of his mouth, he was talking in a way that she had never heard before, his english accent was typical British, what had happened to his soft, beautiful american voice? That was when his wife got out of the room, really scared and terrified. She wanted to talk to the doctor. She found the doctor in the parking lot and his face got pale and as white as a sheet . One week later the sick patient, Mr Charles benson, simply passed away while he was leaving the hospital in the elevador but no one knew how it happened. And now I am here 60 years later in the same hospital because another patient died there. The ghost is back and I need to find someone that has the same characteristics of Mr Charles to kill the ghost, because he was the only one who almost survived the curse and almost sent the ghost to another place. After anylising the room 666 I saw no signal of ghost or any haunted creature and now is my job to find a member of Charles Benson´s family. I went to Charle`s son house and got to meet Charles´ grandson, Michael. Michael is a cute redheaded child who had been suffereing due to a lung cancer. I asked Charles´ son to take the 7 year old boy for a ride, I said it was important and I was working on his father´s case. We arrived at the hospital and while we were entering the elevator, Michael started crying a lot and he did not want to enter the elevator, soon I remembered that this was the elevador his grandfather died and I could feel the connection of it. I conviced him to enter the elevator and when we pressed the button and the elevador started moving all the lights went off and the elevator started falling, suddently something tried to steal Michael`s body, it was at that moment when he screamed so hard the elavator stopped and he coughed ashes from his lungs. Michael was cured and the ghost was finally dead.

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A LETTER FROM THE GREATEST MICHAEL

Hello! I'm Michael and I'm writing this letter so that

everyone gets to know about what really happened to me . When I was a young and an innocent kid , I was known by the super famous band I was in , everyone thought I was just a ordinary child with a promising

carrier, but they didn't know a lot about me . When I grew up I was also known by my songs and good voice and some strange things that I had done . The first strange thing that happened to me was when I was born on august, 19th in 1958. When my mother took me on her arm she heard a screaming voice on the hallway and it was throwing a curse on me , it said that I was going to be haunted by that person until the day I died , so I could take his place as the ghost, my mom just ignored him because she didn't believe in any supernatural stories or ghosts but that voicealways followed her. The second strange thing was when I was 13 years

old , I was in my bedroom and I started to listen a voice telling 'I will catch you'... it sounded spooky, suddenly the windows started creaking, the television turned on , and the door started to open and close very fast I heard the steps of someone going up the stairs, it was him, the ghost, he came to tell me that being a ghost wasn't so

bad , but if that happened , I would have to be murdered , I couldn't die of simple cause , and it had to be before I got to my 30's. I stood up all night, wondering what should I do about it. I knew there wasn't a way to scape , my terrified fate and destiny had already been written , and I didn't had an opinion at it, so I decided

to enjoy my short life time the most I could , but cetain strange things started to happen to me before I was 30. when I was 17, I went to a party at a friendsÂ´ house . The house was big and the party was awesome . I was talking to my friends when one of them accidentally spilled part of his drink on me . I went to the bathroom to dry my shirt and a woman with wet white hair in a pale skin all of a sudden appeared from nowhere and told me my time was finishing. Suddenly, the faucet and the shower opened and the door got locked . I started to panic. If I didn't get to leave that place and soon I would drown ...

Italy, 1933, at the midnight's mess a fierce storm started. Suddenly a lightning struck in the main tower of the church. Lights went off and on and a big confusion started. In the next morning, 34 people out of 35 who were present for the mess were dead, only one man had survived, but he was not the same. That tiny town was very famous for its exorcisms cases and practice. There was even the story of a devil who used to wander through it's streets, this used to enter the citizens houses and posses their bodies. The most famous case was from Father John, who was the only priest who got possessed. John was a really young and cheerful person, by the time his body was taken by the evil demon, he had just became the most important priest and head of his church in the village. It was an cloudy, rainy, cold day in town, John had just prepared his sermon and people hadn't arrived yet. It was almost 6 p.m. and the hour of the service was about to start when all of a sudden, a strong storm stroke. John waited patiently to for the devotees to appear, but they never did. So after an hour, he sadly gave up but when he was leaving the church, he realized that the storm was too strong, and no one would be able to leave home to attend the mass. The streets were almost totally empty, no one would get to leave home at any cost, except for a little dog that had ran from home, then the priest realized that it was his brotherÂ´s dog with, so he started running to it, and he got the dog, and brought it inside the house. At the house there was only them and his brother's son, because his brother's wife had left them, so there was an empty room there, and because of the storm, the priest had to spend the night at his brotherÂ´s place. After hours trying to sleep, he started to see things, at first he thought it was a nightmare, but he was awake, he spent the night having some visions of fire, and the storm, then at 4 p.m, he saw it, the devil in the street, walking, then he realized, the rain was a blessed trap from God, so that no one would get out of their houses, and the only one who dared leaving home would be possessed. That's when he realized he had saved the dog in the rain, so he was a target of the devil now. John heard a noise at the basement, so he went to check it out, and it was the devil himself, right in front of him, with his big trident, and he spit in the priest who got possessed. John had forces to claim in the name of God lord and the beast got badly hurt with the force of such a holy spell. The beast ran away and father John was brought back to life again. John was a blessed man!

THE STORY OF THE Hi there folks! I am Harry, a tall British guy. Well, I used to be "a guy". But to start I must announce and let you know at once, I´m basically dead now. How did I die or how can I communicate with you? Just keep reading this and I will tell you everything. Well, On day I was with my brother in the woods hunting for some supernatural stuff he thought existed. I thought this was a big joke, and so I wouldn´t believe in that, at least not until that day we both were in the woods, when we heard a strange noiseand it was very loud and it was getting closer and closer. We tried to run, but the sound seemed to be everywhere, that was when I fell on the ground, and from there on I couldn´t get to remember anything. I remember woke up one night and i realized I was inside a strange cave. I could only think about my brother, where would he possibly be? I tried to walk in that strange and scary place, but it was incredibly dark and my whole body was hurting too much, I tried to scream for help, but my voice didn't seem to come out of my throat. Suddenly it all stopped and it all went black again, I think I passed out, I saw a light far far away and I followed it, but couldn't reach it. The light stopped and I woke up in the wood I was in before this crazy accident. I heard steps and a familiar voice, I turned back and saw my brother

DARK florest and he was screaming at me, strange, he didn't seem to see me, but I was in front of him, how come couldn't he recognize his own brother? I went and touched his arm and instantly he ran away like a mad man. What was wrong with me? I looked down and I didn't see my feet, neither my arm or my legs, and suddenly, I noticed that I was a ghost figure. I freaked out, I couldn't believe in that. I started to walk, but suddenly, there was my body, dead. I ran away, that was too much for me. Why? Why me? After that horrible episode, I went to my house in hope to find my brother, and when I finally did, he was pale and shaking. I tried to talk to him but I couldn't say a word, I was nothing, just nothing. But then, suddenly, he shouted "Ah! A ghost!" to the mirror. Thats when i noticed that i could appear on mirrors, but I still couldn't speak to him. But then I saw the radio and had an idea, maybe I could talk to him by the radio, anyway it was a stupid idea but i tried. For my happiness it worked, but my brother was rather terrified. So I started to talk to him and convince him that I was the old Harry! Well, I was being honest at least. After some endless hours of talking to my brother, he finally believed in me, but then, for some reason, I felt a weird desire to kill him, I became a crazy wild beat without any control. I started murdering every single living being on my way, and you are the next one. Wait. 'I WILL CATCH YOU'...

I HAVENÂ´T DONE ANYTHING!

It was a cold winter night, in Yuko, Canada. The Jackson's had just moved from New York, the big apple city to an old house in the small village in Yuko. The father, George got an interesting job offer from the Lumberjack company, but neither the children nor the mother wanted to move to a cold boring small town in the middle of nowhere. They arrived there on the second Sunday of November. Jonathan, the youngest kid, had been acting strangely since they got to that new place. He didn't eat or talk to anyone, he just stayed in his bedroom, more precisely, sitting on his bed just looking to the white plain wall. Later that day, Nathan, his brother, entered the room asking for his videogame, but his brother didn't say a word. The older one asked for the game once more. But again, there was no reply. Scared and feeling worried, Nathan left the room to talk to his mother.

He ran all the way to the kitchen to find her. But he didn't actually find what he had been looking for. Suddenly he saw his mother. He actually found his mother's dead body. She was on the floor, her eyes were wide open, but there was no sign of life. Her throat was bleeding and she was holding a box full of old photos. Nathan couldn't believe his eyes. He felt desperate and frozen to act. His thoughts were stuck and he felt confused, sad, lonely, angry and a lot of other feelings mixed what he couldn't even explain. He just screamed out loud. Who on earth could have done it? Hellen was a very good mother and friendly. She had never done bad things against anyone. And now, somebody had killed her and apparently, there was no reasons for such a horrible crime. That was when Nathan ran away and tried to find his father. He was coming from work when he saw the big mess that was happening in the house. He could only see his son shouting, and running in the middle of the confusion. There was lots of blood spread in the entire house, and the confusion would only get bigger. The father didn't understand what was going on, until he went on the kitchen and saw his beloved wife without life and his older son standing next to the dead body with his clothes covered in blood. His first thought was that his own son had murdered his wife and full anger he jumped on the scared kid and with his own hands he started to punch him, Nathan looked mortified at his dad and his last words were "father, I didn't do it". George realized his mistake and freaked out, he felt on the floor, hugged Hellen and Nathan and cried for a long time. In despair, the father forgot about his youngest son and full of guilt, he got a black knife and attempted against his own life. Jonathan watched the end of his family, he couldn't have been happier, he'd always hated them all, he wanted to be alone and live free. That way, his plan was finally complete, when they got on the house his anger was bigger than ever so he murdered his mother knowing that his brother would see and hug his mom, that way his clothes will get dirty with blood and his dad would get furious and kill him. What an ingenious mind...

It was a dark, Halloween night. I could hear thunders and see bright lightnings breaking all over. I thought my house was a safe place, but later I would realize that I couldn't be safe anywhere! All of my friends had left to buy some sweets and my parents were away traveling. Suddenly, from behind the curtains, a blue-eyed blonde girl appeared and stared at me with her diabolic evil eyes. She cried, and I screamed out loud in despair. A few moments later, she started whispering some words that I couldn't understand. It seemed like she was cursing me. Slowly, she walked in my direction. When she was really close to me, I fainted. When I woke up, my friends were back and I told them what had happened. They wouldn't believe me or any of my words. But swear it was true! Sometimes I heard the words that she whispered inside my head. I'm cursed! What would happen next? At night I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I was afraid she would come back to haunt me. In the morning I was so tired that I almost couldn't stand up, but I needed to go to work. I grabbed my keys and entered my car. When I reached the highway, the blizzard started to get stronger and stronger and in the middle of the road I saw something, someone, it was her again. I tried to ran over her but when I realized she was gone and a truck took her place. I crashed. I woke up tied to a bed in a hospital. My face was hurt and I couldn't move. I tried to scream, but my voice was failing. I felt like an eternity had passed. That was when the door opened. A short and fat man wearing a white suit appeared with a scary smile. And that just made things worse. He told me I should have my medicines and that he would give me, once I couldn't move. He told me not to say a word. I saw him coming closer and closer. When I looked at his hands, I saw a crucifix, he was a priest, and he was coming to bless me, and he said something like ''Get out of this body demon!'' Would I be possessed and I didn't know it? Was it the same devil of the blue eyed girl? But I was pretty sure that nothing was wrong with me. I felt normal, and once more, no one would believe in this crazy story, from that day on, I was never treated like the same, and I can only dream about that demoniac evil girl... I just feel terrified...

Breaking News on CNN Feb. 18th, 2009 Cnn Breaking News â&#x20AC;&#x201D; A seven years old boy named Teo Nesk died in this morning in the small town of Broachurch. A tourist named Charlotte Myers found his body on the famous cliff near the beach. Although police think that was a suicide there are suspects of this case for being a murderer. The police has started the investigations this morning. The whole world is shocked about the death of the young boy, since something like this has never happened in this small city.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------People are shocked all over the country and detectives were sent to investigate the case including the notorious Elliot Stabler NYPD officer. After anylising the crime scene Elliot discovered that was no possible way of the death of Teo being a suicide because his body was in a position that eliminated the possibilities of his fall and the possible explanation is that the body was placed there in the morning by someone who might have murdered him. But Who would attempt against his life? Why? His twin sister? His parents or any relative? According to the police department, his parents were traveling and his twin sister was in a sleepover at friend's. He also had an older brother, but he had ran away from his house when Teo was four. His parents gave us an interview and they said that the brother, Mike, might have ran away because he lost his parent's attention when Teo and his twin sister Mia were born. We have reasons to believe that Mia might be the next target, if Mike is indeed the murderer. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Mike's diary April 3rd 2009 I killed my brother in February and that's why I haven't written here for some time. I felt that weird thing again, and now, it is getting harder to control myself. It feels like I'm possessed. That's why I ran away from home years ago. I was trying to protect my family from my danger. But that's not possible anymore. They are all dead now. I tried to save them, save them from me.

I keep wondering how I could do this. You know, I feel so bad some mornings, but so good in some others. It's a great feeling, but then I just "come back" and I feel like I want to kill myself for doing those things. Now the police is coming after me. Actually, I have been running from them for some months. And I feel worse every day. My parents and every body think that I did it because I was feeling jealous, however, the truth is that, I don't know the reason. I just felt like doing it. I can't live like this anymore. Something must happen. And if they're not taking care of it, I must do it myself. Anyway. I'll write more tomorrow. I'm feeling too bad. I didnÂ´t do anything. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------April 4th 2009 I couldn't sleep tonight. I kept thinking what could happen if I was caught. If they take me to prison, I might kill someone in there and make the pain ever worse. So I'll put an end in this horrible story I've created. I feel that I need to talk to my family, to beg for a little understanding. So tonight I'll leave this world. Yeah, I know, it's too common to do this, but it's the only way I can finish this. I'll find them in heaven if God let me stay there. I mean, I didn't want to kill them. Just my other self did. And I must kill him also. He deserves to go hell, not me. So yeah, that's it. I'm so sorry for everything that I've done through my life. I'm really sorry. Bye for now...