Year 8 Rivington and Blackrod
I stretch my arms wide into the air and squint my eyes at the bright light shining into my bedroom through the curtains. ‘What a beautiful day’ I think to myself as I crawl out of bed. I stand up and walk over to my drawer pulling out shorts and a t-shirt and throwing them on, opening the door and… Nothing. Sand, a beach, trees and a pile of rocks. A bare, lonely and dull place with no contact with anyone. No hope of going anywhere or doing anything I slump down against the tree. After a few minutes of boredom, I look up the tree to find a coconut hanging in it. I bang my fist hard into the tree, and sure enough, the coconut falls right in front of me. I reach out and grab it before it hits the floor and see, to my disgust, a bowl of the same cereal I have had for the past 15 weeks. Nevertheless, I am still hungry, so I eat without fuss. I proceed to check out the island only to find a computer sitting on a desk under a large rock. Just behind the desk is a rather small wooden chair. I decide I could do with a seat so sit down and upon sitting on the chair, as if like magic, there is a burst torrential rain. Scared and confused, I quickly retreat from the chair only for the sun to reappear again. I decided to stay away from the computer in case of anything else peculiar. After about an hour of lying on the warm sand, I hear a quiet sound that sounds like ‘BU BA DU’ coming from near the computer. It sounded like someone was popping a musical balloon. As I got closer to the computer there becomes more and more until after a whole minute, it finally stops. I cautiously make my way around the desk and click on my emails. 36 NEW EMAILS!!!! I open them all up one by one to see that each subject had sent work and a time to be handed in. I know what must be done, I have to sit down. It was that time of day already. I opened the email for English, my first lesson of the week, and started on in. Around less than half an hour into the work and I already had fifty questions that I really need to answer. Out of the blue, a parrot, around 1ft tall swoops down from the sky and lands on a small rock next to me. “Answer your questions,” said the parrot in a stereotypical parrot voice. So, I ask him all my questions and an hour later, we are onto the next subject. “Maths,” I shout and within a second, comes Mr Hegarty from behind the tree. “Hi Elliot, Mr Hegarty here,” he says as he takes a perch on the rock next to me. “What are we doing in maths today?” he asks. So, I say “we are doing the pattern of prime numbers.”
“pattern of prime numbers is easy all you have to do is look at the…”
It didn’t make any sense to me and I only got 23% so I don’t think you will want to know either. A long, six-hour day sat on the wooden chair has left the sand wet, so I decide to stay sat on the cool, dry sand under the rock until things dry out. The sky starts to darken and the air cools and I decide to put on my pyjamas and go to sleep. What a day, what a long, hard, confusing day… I wake up in the morning wide awake and look at the time on my wall 8 o clock for another monotonous day. What a dream.