November 30

Narrative (Term 4 2015)

I sighed as I looked down upon my withering hands, I was getting old. I’d lived in these caves across Zion for 32 years, and I’d never been able to have contact with anyone in that time. I’d lost my wife, my unborn child, my home and my past when the bombs fell in 2078.

32 years ago I’d lived in Cedar City before the nuclear holocaust. At the time when the apocalypse rained down I was camping in the Zion National Park. I saw the destruction from afar as a spectator, I remembered the deafening sound, the fear that had torn my mind, the fire, everything. I sometimes wished that I’d been that I’d been taken with them.

I remember that I’d lived completely isolated for what I thought was almost 20 years after that day; I had to stay inside this cave to avoid the radiation 3 months after the cataclysm. I’d only seen mutated rams with massive horns, no wool and red decaying flesh. Occasionally I would’ve seen a bear creature but they were rare and hard to spot. Up until then that was all I’d seen to indicate that life still existed. But then I saw people settle in the canyon. I remember that they looked as if they were in need of help. Before I wanted to approach them I thought I would scare them, I saw that most of them were gravely wounded and were dressed in torn clothes. I remember that when they first slept under the moonlight I decided to give them an old lighter I’d salvaged from the national park gift shop and some of the mutated ram’s meat. I thought that I would be able to help them survive here, and then I would reveal myself and live with them peacefully. I remember distinctly being overjoyed at the thought of once again speaking to people and maybe once again having a family.

After that day as I watched over the group again under the lush golden sun they looked at my gifts in puzzlement. From my perch high up on the canyons edge I could make out them accepting my gifts, I remember thinking that now I would have a new reason to live in this wasteland of America.

I remember that a week or so after that when I figured it was time I revealed myself to the people. As I sneaked closer to their camp I then found out that they didn’t speak English. I remember sneaking away after that. I felt crushed inside but I still persevered.

But a month after the group’s arrival I heard gunfire while I was sleeping, that sent a chill down my spine but I reassured myself and decided I would check it out in the morning. But what I witnessed in the morning was a horrible scene. I felt like I’d been scarred for life once more. I’d witnessed the biggest crime against human nature. The events that had happened up to that point were staining my sanity to its breaking point. I remember gazing down at the mutilated bodies of people I’d helped, people I’d cared about. Faces of terror were painted on half eaten bodies. I cried to myself “No, no, no, why did this happen,” “Why do I have to survive through this,” That night when I went back to my cave and had suicidal thoughts, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

Now it’s been 12 years after that atrocity according to the scattered notes I’d written and the markings I’d left on the caves walls. I haven’t avenged the people I’d seen die, and I’d only seen one visitor wandering this canyon. That visitor was a freak of nature, it had the same flesh as the rams but it looked like a human that was deformed with no nose and no eyes. It tried to lunge at me but I had to put it down. That thing was what had made me want to stay in Zion even after the travesty that had happened to this place, I could only shudder at the thought of what lies in the wasteland after seeing that abomination. I’d felt on edge after that encounter, I was aging approaching 79 years of age and with that I was getting much weaker over time, I felt like that if more abominations venture into the canyon I wouldn’t be able to protect my land.

I knew I was approaching death and I was losing a will to live, every time I ventured out to the bluff where the rams stayed my bones ached and creaked. I could tell I was standing on my last legs. Then when I was watching from my perch at the canyon wall I saw another group of people. Only as I peered closer I could see that they were not adults they seemed to be all children alone without someone to guide them. I knew that this was my last chance to not fail and leave a legacy before the elements took me.

I decided to leave the children a story book, a piece of paper that said “From Zion,” I thought these children needed the same guidance that my child would’ve needed if the bombs never fell. I didn’t know what the children would do or where they had even come from but I hoped that I would finally be able to have redemption. The next morning similar to the settlers I’d given gifts to the children were puzzled by the book and paper but accepted it. Now I thought I had a new reason to live on this ruined world.

I continued to give everything I had to these children to ensure that they grew up into good people. I decided that I wouldn’t show myself to the children as I didn’t want to spoil their vision of me as a kind deity with a noble cause instead of an old man in his final days. When I gave them supplies I eventually stopped giving them books and education and I started to give them weapons to kill rams and medicine to heal them when they were wounded they seemed to be more satisfied with the new practical things.

I felt like I was beginning to become more of a father than a guardian of these children. I felt like I was responsible for them and that I now had the children that I’d never seen. I began addressing myself as “Father” on my notes instead of Guardian or Zion, because I felt I was that to them. As well as the practical things I’d given the children I decided to start sharing lessons I’d hope that they’d pass down written on my final few notes.

I’d been seven years since the children arrived and I’d finally decided that I couldn’t keep living any longer, I’d been wheezing and getting shorter breaths I thought I was getting cancer from the radiation. I didn’t want another birthday. On my final note I gave them I told the children to “Children, I want you to read and learn to make the most of your new home. I want you to take care of my most precious gift to you, Zion. I want you give you Zion to make up for all the sorrows man has caused upon man and the harm that man has caused upon you. I want you to be kind and modest to each other. I want you never to hurt anyone unless someone else comes along and tries to hurt you strike back with righteous anger. This will be my final note and gift to you children of Zion, -The Father.” After I delivered that note I used the last breath I had in me to walk up to Zion’s highest point where I could let nature give me the death I could’ve never asked for myself. I came up with my rifle from before the war and a note that I would leave for whoever finds the skeleton of Zion’s Father.

I lay down under the night sky. There were no stars out and the wind was ominous and cooling. I looked up at the stars and thought about my life. What was the point of my life? I’d made so many failures, so many mistakes. But life forgave me, it let me cheat death. It wasn’t my choice to live this long, it was life’s choice. I chose to die again and again but life refused to let me die. I wished the children well, they seemed like a gift to me. They seemed like the perfect way to end it all and behold me redemption for my failures. “Goodbye, Zion,” I muttered to myself under the breeze. I slowly closed my eyes and let nature grant me my final wish.Zion National Park

April 19

The Cats 2! The Power of 4 (JB+AF)

Archery Cat

1 mouth earlier…  Blade cat and me were walking along but in the last few days he’s been acting weird. He’s been eating like a dog and still Claw cat is nowhere to be seen. And he’s been humming like He’s counting down. Then suddenly I was knocked out of my thoughts by Blade cats voice saying “times up bed time!” Then I fell unconscious. I woke up in a jail cell. I looked around Blade Cat was standing in front of my cell and I saw Claw cat unconscious with a bleeding wound on his forehead. “Hello.” Blade cat purred I turned to Claw cat he was woke up at the sound of Blade cats voice. Blade cat simply stated he had plans then left. I should have never trusted that fiend I thought to myself. I’ve lost track of time and it seems like we’ve been in here for weeks me and Claw Cat have been driven to the edge of insanity. Then I heard two voices whispering our cell window “I can’t believe it’s really them” one said “I know after so long we can finally found them Kidra” Said the other one. I peeked out my window and saw two cat’s then I hopped down and helped Claw cat up and we looked out again and the cats faces where pressed against the bars. One was a ginger cat with a red badge on and the other was black and white with a blue badge. “Wow I thought they would be taller” the ginger cat said “Hey” Claw cat argued. “Anyway I’m Duli said the black and white one and this is Kidra. We’ve come to save you” Then me and Claw cat noticed that our hands where hot then we noticed the metal bars where melting. We climbed out of the cell and we onto the roof Duli and Kidra followed. They said that they needed their things back they sneaked in through the roof and went into the toilets and saw a dog doing his business  “Ok” I said and I went back up. I went through the next air vent and found Claw cat and my things we grabbed our things. We ran out and far from the prison.

Kidra

I couldn’t believe me and Duli finally found them the cats! Claw cat said “We should find a safe place to set-up camp and regroup” “Ok” chorused Me and Duli. We walked down the lane to find billy McLane. We asked his name and he said the same because he’s that ol’ Billy McLane. Then Archery cat asked where a safe place they could stay was. “I’d say the inn with Billy McInn” Said Billy McLane scratching his black shell “Or down in the sewer with Billy manure” “Um Sewer! yes definitely” I said “Ok” stated Claw cat sarcastically. We had a vote and I can’t believe nobody wanted to go into the sewers. So Archery cat and Claw cat went to see the inn. They came back and said that we could stay there we walked down to the inn and we where showed with a room with four beds and a toilet “I bags sleeping in the toilet” I said then Billy McInn left and Billy manure came out of the toilet and said “The toilet is full of poop in the sewer” “Nooo” I yelled. This was the longest day of my life I was bored it was terrible. Archery cat insisted on taking me to the super souvenir shop “Come on” said Archery cat as he went out of the inn I followed. We both continued walking down town. Then we were stopped by a green smoke screen only to be hit with a boulder I was Ok but Archery cat was badly hurt. I put Archery cat on his hover board to go back to our room in the inn. Then I shoot a fireball blindly at the smoke I heard of metal clanging and I smell burning flesh. I thought to myself robo dogs and I focused all my energy and summoned a fire serpent. It wasn’t very big but it would make do. It incinerated the dog and the haze was gone and I saw the melting metallic carcass laying on the ground or what was left of it. I used the little energy I had to walk over the uneven cobblestones to the souvenir shop.

Claw Cat

Me and Duli had been helping Archery cat while he was injured for a while now. “I feel better” Archery cat groaned. “I think we should check on Kidra” Suggested Duli. So we went to the souvenir shop. Then we Kidra and Billy McHop “Glad you could stop at this fine shop” Billy McHop said as he was hopping around on one leg. Kidra was stumbling around on his paws as he leaned against the counter. Then Duli said “Look someones at the front door” I quickly turned around ant focused my attention on the glass door then two mysterious figures came inside. I could vaguely see what they looked like over the horizon. One was black and white like Duli and the other was pink like who knows what. Then the pink one said to us “You should advance on your adventure” “No stay here and give us foot rubs” replied the black and white one. As they entered the room I saw them one was a pig and the other a cow then Duli went towards the cow “Hi Supercow,” He said “Why are you here?” “No reason,” Supercow said shrugging “Dennykal is coming too.” he added. “Whose Dennykal?” Archery cat and I asked. “He’s another cat” Kidra moaned I jumped up in shock because Kidra had hardly spoken in our conversation. “He stole the map Excelsior,” explained Duli “But only two exist!” yelled Archery Cat.

Claw Cat

I heard an ear bleeding noise coming from the sky. I sprinted out of the shop and gazed up at an enormous ship emerging from the clouds. Before friends could even come out Dark cat and a decrepit robo dog leaped out of the ship. Before I could react a giant rat tackled to the ground and then merged into me. I could feel an unsettling energy to this beast , one that hadn’t been felt for many years…

 

The End Forever

February 25

Document Part 1 (Term 1 2014)

Document heard an obnoxious voice in his head say “This is Document he went to what is his starting location, he went through the door on his left.” Document didn’t like this obnoxious sounding voice so he went through the door on his right. The room inside was dirty and full of miscellaneous goods on one shelf everything was caked with mould. The room wasn’t dark but when Document thought about it nothing was dark. “No Document get out of the closet,” shouted the obnoxious voice “There are bits of mould and cobwebs and everything I didn’t use to make this story for you!” Document didn’t like the loud noises so he backed down into the corner, suddenly something fell over in the next room. “Move to the other door Document!” Document didn’t move he was too frightened. “Ok restart!”

Then Document was transported to the same room!? Document was very confused, he didn’t know if anything had changed. But then he noticed that everything was the same and nothing had changed even though he thought something in this room did fall over. Then the voice said “This is Document he went to what is his starting location, he went through the door on his left.” That was weird even the voice was the same. Document wanted to be the same to, so he went through the door on his right. The voice spoke again “Really Document, restart!”

Document went back to where he started and the same voice stated yet again “This id Document he went to what is his starting location, now Document see this line it’s a storyline.” Then Document examined his surroundings and sure enough a bright yellow line was there. It went everywhere and through the door on his left “Follow the storyline Document!” chanted the voice.

To be continued…

S.O- Authorial

A.F- Secretarial

February 25

The Extreme and Intense Life of a Genetically Engineered Manatee Volume 3 (Term 1 2014)

In London a man by the name of Sir Johnson French Moustache had finally genetically engineered a manatee. Somehow an incredibly small hair from Sir Johnson French Moustache’s moustache had gone into his formula. This event had made his genetically engineered manatee have the gene of having a French style handlebar moustache. Having this incredible moustache this small manatee had been able to escape London and his former owner Sir Johnson French Moustache and move to the French capital of Paris. Having a moustache also allowed this manatee to have an extreme authority and access to many fine and vintage wines of Paris. This manatee soon became head of the department of French manatees and began his business of being a manatee but this genetically engineered manatees business would soon change. One morning at the department of French manatees a conference was held on what this department could do as they realized they did not do anything apart from be French manatees. The department eventually agreed on drinking fancy wines as some people may assume they were important and give them money to spend on more fancy, premium and vintage wines. So the genetically engineered manatee needed to drink wine in order to do his job now. But one problem occurred Sir Johnson French Moustache’s moustache had not ever been exposed to wine so as soon as the genetically engineered manatee drank some wine it had spoiled his perfect handlebar moustache. This manatee was demoted from head of the department of French manatees and had been banished to his homeland for not having a moustache. The manatee had been forced to return to his master Sir Johnson French Moustache and live back in London. Until he found a fake moustache on the ground. Yet he still considered a fraud because it was a fake moustache.

M.H-Authorial

Y.E -Secretarial

June 18

Author’s Purpose: The Field (To Describe 2014)

As the sun sets on a distant field a soft wind blows across the vivid green grass. Animals bounding across the fields in the last hours of the day. The golden light of the sun soon sets, gone. Silence… Then a sudden disturbance in the wind, as the creatures of the night soon rise. racing in the silver light of the moon. Like little lights the majestic eyes of these creatures flicker in the white light. Soon the fields are full of critters and life, as the light of the sun sleeps… Then an army of men claim this green landscape for themselves. Nothing would ever be the same.

December 4

The Chicken That went Buk.

The Chicken went buk buk buk on the very first day. Then the Chicken went peck peck peck the very next day. And on the very next day the Chicken went Boom!

The Sheep went baa baa baa on the very first day. Then the Sheep went chomp chomp chomp the very next day. And on the very next day the Sheep went Boom!

The Cow went moo moo moo on the very first day. Then the Cow went munch munch munch the very next day. And on the very next day the Cow went Boom!

September 10

Diary of a INsANe Bunny/Rabbit

Day 1:

CarrOTS BGHFVYUJHG MUSt get CARRots ARRGGG EAt all CRarrots! Carrot GHFTGHF ArrGGGGG 5 hours earlier…

It was morning at the break of dawn and my minions have showered me in carrots like usual I ate all of them but one carrot seemed out of place It was glowing green against the pure white light emitted by my presence as king of everything. It was talking to me it said “Eat me Eat me EAT me!” It’s voice was hypnotic I ate the carrot then I went to bed and slept. I woke up and I went CRAzy “CarrOTS BGHFVYUJHG MUSt get CARRots ARRGGG EAt all CArrots! Carrot GHFTGHF ArrGGGGG EAT EAT uywhgeduwjgd YARRggG AGGGA CARROts CUYFG ARR” I yelled wildly. Then suddenly plop! and I fell backwards into the …

August 30

Full story

One day the freature freaky creatures Zolton and Chomp were exploring on the planet Zoltenelom(pronounced: zol-te-ne-lom) . They were swimming happily about in the ocean until they saw the legendary super awesome Mr. Moo Juu, he who knows everything. Chomp went up to Mr. Moo Juu and asked “will I find the most delicious food ever?”(Chomp loved eating). Mr. Moo Juu said “ yes” Chomp started sniffing everywhere to find it he even sniffed up Mr. Moo Juu’s bottom. Zolton said told Chomp like he was a madman “Chomp Mr. Moo Juu said you’ll find it anyway” “oh” Chomp said and stopped sniffing. Zolton and Chomp swam away and explored the ship wreak nearby they where looking for food for Chomp (he was hungry). So they went inside but when Chomp was about to give up he found something very strange. Chomp showed it to Zolton who was clueless.

Zolton wondered what the strange mystical looking thing was. They went out of the ship. Zolton took Chomp to his house and showed him the strange thing. Chomp said “it smells good” and took a whiff of the smell it smelt like a chocolate dipped mushrooms with peanutbutter on them “ what do you think it is” asked Zolton curiously. “I’m not sure but Mr. Moo Juu will know” Chomp replied. So Chomp and Zolton went to the Forest of Mr. Moo Juu. Mr. Moo Juu was standing at entrance he told them that the thing was “it”. Zolton and Chomp went away puzzled. When they were home Zolton said “Chomp, I have to figure out what it is so I have to go to it my place, my real home” Zolton vanished. The next day Zolton and Chomp awoke and went to Mister Moo Juu again and asked Mr. Moo Juu but he would not answer.

Zolton and Chomp knew why it was one of Mister Moo Juu’s worst habits (he slept in). So Zolton spent about a day or two thinking about it and decided that he should look for evidence. So Zolton went back to the shipwreck and found a note in a broken barrel near where that said it is what the chosen one seeks.

So Zolton got Mr. Moo Juu and went to Chomps house and told him everything Zolton vanished and appeared again with “it” “here” he said Chomp grabbed the food and

Chomp stuffed mystical food into his mouth “This is the best food ever!” he cried. Before Zolton could thank Mr. Moo Juu for his help he was gone. Zolton looked up into the sky and saw it was time to go home so he said “Chomp its time to go home” “OK” said Chomp as he was chewing through a mouthful of food. Once they where at Chomps house Zolton thought if this food is so magical than Chomp should be able to do really awesome things otherwise it would just be delicious. Zolton thought very carefully about this until he said “Chomp did you sign up for the race tomorrow” Chomp reply “of course I’ll do anything for the grand prize and entry is free but you always win and you cannot tell me what grand prize is”. Zolton went to his house and then went to bed. The next day was a big day when everyone arrived at the tournament they waited till it was time for the race to start.

Soon it was time for the race. “on your marks get set GO!” everyone rushed ahead towards the finish line. But Zolton was coming first and was too hard to keep up with. After several laps Zolton was just about to win like every other tornoment then suddenly Chomp zoomed ahead of Zolton and went past the finish line. Chomp got the grand prize. Zolton knew it, Chomp was the chosen one.

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April 6

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Chomp stuffed mystical food into his mouth “This is the best food ever!”  he cried. Before Zolton could thank Mr. Moo Juu for his help he was gone. Zolton looked up into the sky and saw it was time to go home so he said “Chomp its time to go home” “OK” said Chomp as he was chewing through a mouthful of food. Once they where at Chomps house Zolton thought if this food is so magical than Chomp should be able to do really awesome things otherwise it would just be delicious. Zolton thought very carefully about this until he said “Chomp did you sign up for the race tomorrow” Chomp reply “of course I’ll do anything for the grand prize and entry is free but you always win and you cannot tell me what grand prize is”. Zolton went to his house and then went to bed. The next day was a big day when everyone arrived at the tournament they waited till it was time for the race to start.

 

Soon it was time for the race. “on your marks get set GO!”  everyone rushed ahead towards the finish line. But Zolton was coming first and was too hard to keep up with. After several laps Zolton was just about to win then suddenly Chomp zoomed ahead of Zolton and went past the finish line. Chomp got the grand prize. Zolton knew it Chomp was the chosen one.