The last i ever saw my parents…..

One dark night i heard my parents chatting together about the atomic bomb that was going to hit next week. I never new what it was about so i just went to the living room where my parents sat near the red fire the lightened up a few minutes ago. “Darling what are you doing down here?” mum said in a strangely voice.

“Well….. i heard you talking about this thing called the atomic…., i said in a weary voice.

“Honey there is this bomb that is going to attack this town and we are just discussing what we are going to do about it like stay or leave, now honey go to bed please, mum said. T stomped my way up the stairs and ran straight into my room. The next day i walked up mum was all sweaty and she was about to faint. When i ran down my mum told me one thing it was that she had the atomic bomb disease, at that moment i was so sad i couldn’t handle it it had to get some peace and quiet. So i ran up to my room and slept. When i got up i found no one there there was a note signed by the police saying “Your parents have died from the atomic bomb disease. I was an orphan at that stage. I… i ….i.. had no where to live, and that was the last time i saw my parents ever.



In choir this year we sing Oprah in our assembly.

Next year we are going to sing at the Oprah House! In front of lots of people! It stays on for until midnight.
I’m going to try my best to make it in the try outs next year, please wish me luck! It is so hard. Anyway i am in Sapranos. That is the highest group ever in choir! I have to sing very loud! my voice was so hearting that time. 🙂

Multiclutural day!

That is me in the pink shirt and pink skirt! Multicultural day is when cultures make a dance and perform it on that day. Firstly i was so scared than i got the hang of it. After people started to put money in a box we put down! We raised alot of money! that went great!


Here are some nice poems:

There was a boy

who goes to school

Hangs around the pool

and he becomes a fool!

There was a bee

who went to sea

and came back to me!

There is a girl

who went in a shark

to go and fart

than she collected some rotten tart !

Dark poems!

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary.

 Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door —
Only this, and nothing more.”

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had tried to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore —
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore —
Nameless here for evermore. 😆

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
“‘Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door —
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; —
This it is,
and nothing more.”