Tim's Nightmare

Year Six English.

The censored swearing through alien sounds is hilarious. And, I believe it's the first story of mine to feature swearing. I swear the idea of raising a bridge through a lever comes from LEGO Star Wars II: The Original Trilogy. The stepping stones probably comes from regular holidays to the Lake District. I was pretty impressed through my usage of "half-submerged" (at the time).

"Shag" "Shite" "Crap" "Piss off" "Fuck" "Bastards"

Tim's Nightmare

He I ran down the corridoor, out of breath. Small red creatures were chasing after him me. "Shrag glashiteblahkratk!" it said, in alien, so, I couldn't understand a word he was saying. "Pisekrakroofff!" At the end of the corridoor I found an entrance to a forest. "fraucckkk!" another one said. "Bkrastrads!"

Next to the trees was a river stream. There were some half-submerged stepping stones, but that was the only way accross. I saw a lever and pulled it. A bridge rose out of the water. The only problem was, there was one panel of wood left.

I screamed, and sunk rised out of my pillows. It was all a nightmare.

© 2007 Peter Webb.

Going on a Cross Country Run (illustrated)

Year Six English.

Features three actual living people - me, my (stronger friendship at the time) friend Elliot, and our headteacher Mr. Pickering, and the actual location of my actual Middle/Junior School. By now, I'm thinking of 'E.T. The Extra Terrestial' (a film I have unbelievably not yet seen) at the sight of the name, instead of my cute blonde friend. This school will reappear in further English stories from Year Six. This is my second piece of prose, I believe, to feature death, and the first to feature human death. I'm not sure how prevalent the concept of death was in my Doctor Who scripts. Interestingly, this story features Kang and Kodos at the controls of the spaceship, a few years into my 'Simpsons' fandom.

Monday Tuesday 24th 25th September 2007

L.O: I can write a paragraph in a given genre.

Going on a Cross Country Run or Alien Olympics

I was running forever, on an on. A flash of light appeared. Aliens? Nah, it was pla just Elliott playing a trick wih with a torch. Or was it? The spaceship fell down and killed Mr. Pickering! The aliens came out, the ones from the Simpsons. I never knew they would be real.

© 2007 Peter Webb

Hurricane Assessment - First Draft

Year Seven Geography.

An outdated, contemporary tale, which will not occur as my parents would not be able to afford the flight, and would be logistically impossible to arrange given a crowded Summer.

It's always interesting to see the reality of future prediction tales, like with 'Lisa's Wedding' and the actual absence of robots in 2012, and 'Back to the Future Part II', yet with that the 2015 vision is slowly becoming a reality with the availability of merchandise replicas from the movie, such as the Nike MAG and the Mattel hoverboard.

Another aspect of the present left out of the story due to my age at the time is the fact I'd be thinking of cute boys throughout the hurricane, and wanting desperately to go on Tumblr. And watch AmazingPhil. I wouldn't be making the similie to the alien invasion of Earth, and neither would I be screaming "Goddammit!", though the repitition is nice. I'd be swearing at a quieter tone. Or listening instead to Vaguely Live Radio or a Vengenza Media podcast to keep me calm. The likelihood of me watching ABC News rather than watching something far more interesting (biased Fox News, Cartoon Network, Comedy Central, etc.) is slim.

The entirety of this tale was crossed out with a A4 'x', to be replaced with the second draft, set two years afterwards, which I will post tomorrow.

Tuesday 2nd December 2008

Hurricane Assessment
Year 2012 - The plane landed in Florida, and I exited the plane. We drove of to the hotel, checked in, and watched ABC news. The weather man said "...and there's a hurricane heading to Florida, and will destroy the hotels within two hours!", and I screamed "Goddammit!".

We went back to the airport to catch a flight out of here, but all flights were canceled because of the hurricane. We stayed at the airport* because it's a safe place, because it's a small space. We're really, really scared in this small place, thinking we're going to die, and then the hurricane shattered the glass, and we were sure we were going to die! Tears went down our cheeks, but then it stopped, and we were relieved we survived the hurricane.

We go went outside and see the damage and it's like aliens destroyed Earth - 5 times! And I screamed "Goddammit!"

*toilets
© 2008 Peter Webb.