Story 4 Jane Prowse http://www.janeprowse.com/index.asp

5/11/2017

CLUELESS
“As I came to, I was aware of hot sun shining down on me. Then a gentle movement and strange squawking sounds. My mouth was dry and it was difficult to open my eyes. Then I felt the dreadful thumping inside my head . All I could remember was someone breathing loudly in my ear, then a huge crack on the back of my head before everything went dark.

That was five days ago. I’ve been counting as the sun goes down and rises again. Five days, alone on a tiny boat in the middle of the open ocean. My only companions, the seagulls that swoop down every time I try to eat some of the dry bread left for me in an old rucksack, along with five litres of water under the canopy that’s kept the hottest of the sun off my dry, burning skin.

I’m guessing my uncle may have something to do with all this. He’s a strange man who had me forced upon him when Mum and Dad had to race off to Scotland to visit my sick grandma. Uncle Wesley’s never liked me. He says I’m clueless. He’s very organised, knows everything – or thinks he does, and now I believe he’s set me this challenge to make me more focussed and smarter. In the rucksack there were five clues and five items to help me find my way back to land. Here’s the story of how I used them and how much I changed on my great watery adventure…”

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Emma-Louise Newton

6/11/2017 02:31:04

Jovan Ooi, Ved Kuwadekar, Lyon Tay
Garden International School

I reached for one of the bottles of water. I let the cooling water flow down my burning throat. After a few moments of drinking, I decided to attempt to decode my uncle’s stupid clues. I carefully reached into the plain brown rucksack and took out the first clue. It was an old album of the band Led Zeppelin; I fondly remember my uncle saying that they were his favourite band. The item that was attached to the album was a gramophone that was used in the 20th century. I took the record out, and started playing it. Knowing my uncle, I knew that he would put a twist to it. The first song played ‘Good Times Bad Times’ The triplets of John Bonham were not the same as I remember; three short beats, three long beats and three short beats. It was morse code!

I remembered this from health class. The foggy memory hit me like a tsunami. ‘Beep beep beep, beeeep beeeep beeep, beep beep beep. This was the universal code for SOS’ said Jimmy Page; He was an excellent guitarist. Of course! My uncle wanted me to use this code to signal to the other boats that I’m in trouble, but the boats would never hear me. I examined the gramophone and I was about to give up, when suddenly, I found something that would save my life…

Alexander, Alix, Myah, Devon, Emily, Ewan

6/11/2017 10:24:23

I felt deep into the rucksack and pulled out a mobile phone. On the phone I noticed there was 15% battery left and the initials D.W. on the home screen. I knew that D.W. stood for Dan Wesley my uncle. Of course it was one of his crazy schemes and I knew his pass code was 11-2-17...I cautiously tapped the numbers into the keypad.
As the screen came to life I saw he had 70 unread messages. Ten of them said C, ten just said O, then M, then P...next an A and then double SS...what did they mean?
I sat back and thought this through....YES- it's obvious COMPASS.

Kieran Clover & Eve Garnham

6/11/2017 11:20:24

A compass? How will THAT help!?I put the phone down as if it was hot and buried my face in my hands like an ostrich but then I heard a crash and realised my hands were all bloody, I stared blankly at my hands for a moment not feeling any pain, mainly out of shock. The rock that I had crashed into had these letters carved into it:
R.I.G.H.T.3.0.P.A.C.E.S.N.O.R.T.H
I looked down and our boat had coasted onto a shore of a beach and I desperately, wrapped my hand in a pair of slipper socks thinking the blood would disappear but it didn’t work, it seeped through the stitching. I ran/walked/fell…. Then -blacked out.
Is this sleep paralysis , I’m thinking, I’m awake, yet I still can’t move. I screamed for help, but no sound came out. “HELP” but no one could hear me, I can’t make the word come out, I don’t think I ever said it! I don’t understand, I want to cry, I can’t, I can’t do anything, I think I might be dead.
As I lay there, something ran over my leg. Then another something…

Max Clague, Max Dommett, Julianna Ilnicka

6/11/2017 12:25:35

I started to panic, I started sweating and realised it was a little lizard. My vision was blurred but could make out that it was unusually colourful. I lifted my heavy eyelids to look around and saw that there were a few of them that were contently playing with my trouser leg, biting and ripping it into shreds. My trousers had just become shorts and I watched it eyeing my leg, it was getting closer and before it went to bite me, I felt a rush of adrenaline, got up and picked up a little lizard. I put it down and shooed the others off. I knew that I had to stop getting distracted by insignificant creatures, so I decided to look for some more clues on this island that my infuriating Uncle had left me with. I reached into my bag and pulled out a piece of paper that was in a laminated jacket. Then I realised what it was, A RIDDLE! Great riddles are one of the many things I really suck at. I decided to postpone my clue-finding and have a look around. To his right he saw the rock that his boat had crashed into. I suddenly remembered the message and followed the instructions and then….

Tom Trevallion, Freddie Hallam, Seb Godbold, Dylan Lawson

6/11/2017 14:04:03

I see a dark gloomy cave with cobwebs hanging in the entrance. I enter the cave cautiously and see a leaver hidden behind a giant rock. I pull the rusty leaver. A hidden door opens and huge rocks fall. It opens to a windy spiral staircase. I walk down and a find an ancient tomb. There are ancient hieroglyphics in the cave. Unfortunately, I never payed attention in history class so I have no idea what it means. I pull the riddle out of my bag. It says that Q: what has a thumb and four fingers but isn’t alive A: a glove. I have a glove in my bag so I put it on and touch the hieroglyphics. Another hidden door opens. I walk into the door and fall down a staircase. I hit my head. I wake up to a man carrying me up the stairs and out of the tomb. I put the glove back on and touch the wall. I fell down the stairs again but this time I don’t bang my head and I get up instantly and see the man staring at me. He starts to walk towards me and says…

Megan, Rory, Leah and Tyler

6/11/2017 15:11:03

'Come with me Little boy.'
The man said with a deep voice. I followed the man as he grabs my hand and pulls me into a camp. It was full of gang members all dressed in black leather jackets with black hoods over their faces with holes so they can see.
'Welcome to Noth Gang.'
One man said .
'Why have you brought him here.'
shouted a guy with greens eyes. I looked around at everyone when one man caught my eye. We made eye contact.
'I know him.' He said...
I felt sick, I knew who he was... Uncle Wesley.
'Everybody listen up! He can't stay here!'
Shouted Wesley...

Allison Painich

8/11/2017 06:26:31

Hannah P, Breard I, Austin S, Brett B.
Robert E. Lee Junior HIgh School

“You will have to prove you are worthy to live.“ Wesley shouted.
“So you will play have to play a few games in order to survive.” the gang shouted.
“First you must fend off a hoard of feral wolves. Second, you must use a bow and arrow to shoot one of our members two-hundred yards away. For the third and final game, you must survive a week in the forest while gang members are hunting you. If you survive you will be given a boat, water, and food.”
I accept your challenge!
The wolves were my first challenge, but little did they know I had a hatchet in my rucksack. The wolves were coming quick, so I quickly jumped to the side and slashed the alpha. After that good hit with the hatchet, the wolves all scattered, and that was the end of the first challenge.
The next challenge I was told to shoot a bow and arrow 200-hundred yards away from a man and make contact. As I focused, I jittered with fear hoping to hit the man, but not kill him. I let go of the string not looking and heard a splat. To scared to look at the firing target, I looked at my uncle, and he nodded. So, that is how I managed to pull through and pass the second challenge.
The next day I was awoken and told to get up and get ready because today was the day of my third and final challenge. I was sent into the forest alone with only my rucksack with me, I still only had what I had on the boat. I immediately went to find somewhere to stay and found the cave I was in on my first day. I hid in there for four days, counting the times the sun rises and sets. It is the fourth day, and I do not know how good I am doing all I know is that people are hunting me. It is nearing the end of the fifth day and *splat*. I had been shot with an arrow of some sort in the thigh I couldn’t look at my wound, because I was too weak and it was too nasty. I could not longer walk at full speed so I crawled for the longest time until I could reach protection. I was losing blood fast and it was not looking good for me. I started hallucinating, I saw my family, my friends, everyone I loved. I was dying, my life flashing before my eyes, and staring at my lost blood. This blinding, bright light was shining in my eyes I had no idea where it was coming from. I was beginning to become weaker and weaker as blood continued to pour out of the wound. I closed my eyes and gave into sleep.

Allison Painich

8/11/2017 15:54:54

A’keyla H. Rosemary N.
Robert E. Lee Junior High

A few moments later, after I was assumed to be dead, I awoke with a sudden downpour of water. It had randomly started raining out of nowhere. I sat up and looked around, and saw a man standing there staring at me with wide eyes.The man was tall and had short brown hair, he was wearing a green jacket and his pants were ripped.I had never seen this man before but he looked like he could help. He let out a hand and tried to help me up but I couldn’t move my legs. The man whipped out an emergency kit and got a bandage to wrap around my thigh.
I asked the mysterious man what his name was and he said “my name is Derek Collins, I just got here on my boat and noticed you knocked out so I decided to help you.” I tried to lift my my head but it was too heavy so I lay back in the dirt. Derek said “ Who shot you and what are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?” I explained to him everything that happened since my uncle put me on the boat and how I was basically fighting for my life. Derek said “ We should try and escape this island without getting caught by the Noth gang.” “good idea” I said.
We decided to begin our plan instantly. Derek had to pick me up and we started walking towards the ocean to wash off. We had to think of a plan to get away, knowing that we were on a island, it would not be easy. We found my boat that I crashed into the rock, there was a hole in it so Derek went to find wood to fix it up. He found a sturdy piece of dry wood and nailed it onto the side of the boat and sealed it with some silicone. (he had an emergency fix kit) Then suddenly we heard “ Hey! Where do you think you are going, get back here you fools! “ We jumped into the boat and sailed off as fast as we could, we began to head South hoping to find the mainland.

Bethany, Year 7, Good Samaritan Catholic Collage

8/11/2017 23:44:15

“What happened! Where is Derek! Are we on the mainland?MY LEG! I WAS SHOT!”
“You were not shot, the wolves got you remember?”
I knew who said that, Wesley. I instantly threw up. I turned around and just vomited! I mean can you blame me? That's my uncle in a restricted criminal gang!
“I was on a boat with Derek though! We were escaping you! The games you made me play were horrible! Where are we?”
“In Noth Gang’s secret camp”
In the secret camp we were in, I was, surrounded by bundles of cash as tall as a building, diamonds as shiny as the bullets and guns that were also around me! That's when I started screaming for help and begging for my parents. I was pleading for my life when Weasley sighed “don't be so dramatic! You always werrrrr” he started slurring his words and then fell flat on the floor. He looked like a human carpet. Two people in black were behind him. I freaked out and started running. I ran into a stone wall. I blacked out….again. I woke up in my bed. I was so confused. Was I in heaven and had died? My eyes were hazy and I saw those two figures in black again. I just sat there in shock. They had balaclavas on their faces. They took them off to reveal themselves. My parents were underneath!! I was for sure dreaming. I started asking questions. Am I dead? Are you my real parents? Where is Wesley?
“It's ok sweetie, it’s us, Mum and Dad” said Mum softley.
“How did you find me?”
“ Those two figures in black were us!”
“ What! How did you get here from Scotland so fast!”
“ We never went. We are actually secret agents. Thats why we never tell you what our job is. Anyway, we were always suspicious of Wesley. He always had a bad response to you and wanted you for some odd reason, so when he had the chance to get you. We thought we could turn this into a mission. Your Dad would follow you and I would follow Wesley.”
“Your agents?!”
‘Not the point Morty! We found his cave, gave him something to make him sleep and arrested the gang.”
“ Where are the gang and Wesley now?
“ Rotting away in jail, for the rest of their lives.”
We talked some more and finally explained everything odd about my uncle. Turns out that because he was always neglected by my dad when they were kids, he wanted payback. Why he never liked me was finally explained.
“ So in the end, that's how I became a secret agent!”
“ Dad can I be a secret agent too!” asked my son
“Maybe when you are older son. But that is how I became a secret agent. Good night!”
Now every day I tell my kids a story about my secret agent adventures. Tonight we went with how it all started.

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