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7/11/18 Andy Briggs http://www.andybriggs.co.uk

7/11/2018

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“Got it!” sighed Sandy, rolling her eyes before refocusing on the phone clutched in her hands. Her mother, sat in the driver’s seat, glanced in the rearview mirror. She didn’t believe Sandy had listened to a word she said.   “Are you sure?”
Sandy was more concerned with learning more about the blossoming relationship between her classmates that was unfolding across social media. It had all the ingredients for an angry Ex to come charging in to make things even more interesting.
She glanced up when she realised the car had stopped. Her mother’s new electric car was spookily silent even at full speed, and it could even drive itself. They had parked in a rather empty car park at the foot of a bland-looking office block. Her mother quickly checked her hair in the visor mirror, before twisting around to look directly at Sandy.
Sandy put her phone down. “Yes. Don’t touch anything and lock the door as soon as you’re out. Relax, mum. Just go in and have a good interview. Good luck.”Her mother smiled and exited the car. Sandy deliberately raised her index finger and slowly pushed down on the door lock to emphasis she had done as asked. Then she gave a little wave and turned back to the drama on her mobile.
She wasn’t aware how long she’d been engrossed in the online argument before she glanced up to see she was moving. For a moment, Sandy thought her mother had returned.
But the driver’s seat was empty.
 A flashing message on the car’s display screen read: AUTO-PILOT ENGAGED. DESTINATION SET.

    Sandy felt her heart pound in her chest. The car was driving itself… and it was kidnapping her…
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Adrian Thompson
7/11/2018 09:32:48

Sandy hammered on the window, but metal shutters silently appeared, muffling her shouts, and protecting the windows.
She closed her eyes, wondering what was going on. When she opened them, there was a shimmering light in the driver’s seat. As she watched, astounded, the light settled into a figure, settled behind the steering wheel, relaxing as it drove. Sandy went to tap the figure on its shoulder, and her hand went straight through the white blur. “Please don’t do that,” the figure said politely. “Why not? You’re kidnapping me, you’ve stolen mu mum’s car, and I don’t even know what you are!”, Sandy almost screamed. The calm voice came back – “you are not being kidnapped. You’re being rescued. My name is Z1, but you can call me Zee. I’m a hologram. I was created by…” There was a flash. Zee winked out of existence. Another flash, and Sandy realised. Someone was attacking the car..

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Alice and Mia, Woolmer Hill School
7/11/2018 10:30:50

Heart pounding in her chest, Sandy rose from her seat, slightly confused by meeting the hologram. The usually clear windows had been carelessly blacked out, blocking her vision. Gulping back the lump of fear in her throat, she clasped her phone and, with reluctance, threw it at the glass to escape.
As she squeezed through the icy cold metal shutters, Sandy’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t in the dusty old car park anymore. Looking around her, the attacker had disappeared, leaving no trace of ever being present. Unfortunately, her surroundings weren’t much help in giving her clues as to where she might be either. Intimidating titanium bars were trapping Sandy in an enclosure the size of Hyde Park. Her instincts told her not to panic but her curiosity told her otherwise.
The car was also in the cage, but looked as if it had been the target for an army shooting practice. Realizing how large the gaps were between the bars, Sandy took a couple of steps back, eyes set on the two poles that she was going to run between. Adrenaline pumped through her body, propelling her forward. Taking one last step, Sandy leaped through the air. All of a sudden a shock electrified her, sending her flying backwards for miles. Landing in a crumpled heap on the floor, electricity still rippled through her now weak limbs. Dazed, she painfully lifted her heavy eyelids. Above her head, were about five silhouettes gazing down on her with their glassy eyes. But to her surprise, they were great looming figures, definitely not human. Where was she? Who are these people?


Alice and Mia
Woolmer Hill School

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Ayaan, Raph and William The Beacon
7/11/2018 11:25:08

The smaller one placed a black, shimmery hand over Sandy’s mouth, muffling her. She tugged – exasperated. She couldn’t breathe…
Someone was shaking her, at least she felt that. Sandy’s limbs ached as she forced her eyelids open. He was a human, perhaps a friend.
“You are so lucky,” he exclaimed. The figure hauled her up gently, but with purpose.
“Who are you!” she demanded.
“My name’s Hunter.”
Sandy could see the black silhouettes tensing with electricity, humped in a pile on the frozen ground. It was so cold, like her thought-of image of the South Pole. “So you saved me. Thanks, however I still have no clue about what’s going on.” Hunter looked around cautiously, then mumbled “They’ll be back. Let’s go.”
“Where to?”
“My hole.”
“What about Zee? What about my phone? I had so many questions whizzing around in my head.”
“Too late.” Hunter rose to his feet, then began to run. Sandy did the same, setting of at a much slower pace. Eerie noises rattled round the barren place; these spurred her on faster. Suddenly, a deafening blare of a siren and a red flashing light left her dazed on the cold ground. She felt so sick…

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Nikki Heath
7/11/2018 14:16:18

Suddenly, she woke up dazzled and confused, not having the slightest clue where she was except she did notice something…ROBOTS! These dark menacing figures stood 8 foot tall and with metal boots that looked heavy enough to flatten her to a pulp, but to her surprise they were rather friendly. Even though Sandy knew they were friendly as they got closer she couldn’t help her stomach cripple with fear. She wondered, was this a sign or just a coincidence? Out from the shadows, Hunter appeared looking worried but yet relieved. “You’re alive you’re lucky you know, not many people can survive the shock you were given.” She looked confused, was this a dream or a reality? Before she could even ask the billions of questions whizzing round her head, there it was again, that deafening siren, the blinding flashes. Before she lost all knowledge of where or who she was, she saw something in the corner of her eye. Coming from the lights there was a shadow. It was tall, strong and fierce Was it what she thought it was? The ROBOTS…

Adam M & Daniel R, Werneth School

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Anna, Iniya, Ella, Mimi, Olive, Wirral Grammar School for Girls
7/11/2018 15:16:13

…they stood tall against her shadowed body, miniscule in comparison to these giants. Arms of steel, they got ever closer. Sandy’s doom was destined to be near. Hunter held her hand as the room became darker, voices echoed in her head: ‘Sandy, stay with me! Are you ok?’ a familiar voice said. Before they knew it the voices became clearer and she was placed into a new world. Pristine white walls, the sound of her own heartbeat boomed in the -she realised. Where was she? She heard a voice she recognised, but couldn’t quickly identify, ‘Sandy? You’ve been in a car accident..’ other voices saying ‘How bad is it?’, ‘How can we tell her?, ‘Will she live?’, ‘Does the dad kno-‘. The voices that once chatted constantly came to a halt. The distant sound of sirens, which once wailed had once again vanished as well. Leaving her head empty and cold, with thoughts of dread and tears slipping steadily down her pale cheeks, she faded back into the world she knew, Hunter still holding her hand. Robots still dauntingly close she drifted off into an everlasting sleep, Hunter left, Robots forgotten, she needed to fight between the worlds she never knew…

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Brianna R. and Lillie J. Robert E. Lee Jr. High
7/11/2018 16:44:08


...A few hours later, her mother and father had arrived to be greeted by doctors that informed them of the accident.
“We are sorry to say that your daughter has died.” said Dr. Hunter.
Sandy’s mom dropped down to the floor in tears, while her father tried his best to keep himself together for his wife. The doctors quietly asked if they would like to see Sandy and apologized over and over saying that they did they did everything they could. The two weeping parents said they needed a minute and sat down in the waiting room to collect themselves and inform other family members. After some time had passed they finally went to see their daughter one last time. Once they eventually brought themselves to open it and walked in to see an empty bed. They were relieved but angry at the same time where had she gone and will she be back...

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Kamilah E. and Aliya J. Robert E. Lee Jr. High
7/11/2018 20:42:54

Frantically, her parents, Bill and Kristina, buzzed the emergency call button and the nurse came rushing in. She took one glance at the hospital bed and quickly called Dr. Hunter. Immediately he appeared at the nurse’s side. “ What’s the problem,” he inquired. Shakily Kristina replied,” She’s gone.…”

As Sandy was lying down, she began to notice her hand was vanishing along with the rest of her body. When she blinked Hunter was at her side staring intently at her.” Where are we?” Hunter did not answer her right away calmly answered her, “ This is my home. Blackstone Creek.” Sandy fainted and as soon as she woke up she was completely confused.
Sitting in the car with her phone in her lap, mid conversation, she heard her mum knocking on the window. She was signaling for Sandy to unlock the door. “ Was it all a dream?”, Sandy said to herself…...

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