btw the picture is off some of the pupils in p7 they are all real people. and i know them all. l(left to right) baran cackack P7A (rip his lil bro), charlene diazel P7B, jamie-leigh kerr P7A, Daniel Duffy P7A, jordan (dont know his last name) P7a, Ryan Fraser P7b, Roslyn williamson P7b, monica laird P7a, Reece telfer P7b.
my names elizibeth cathleen mary craig. i was only 13 years old when i met my idol. i was also 13 when i was kidnapped. and a week before i turned 14 i was murdered. i am now doomed to rome the earth forever....
GOTCHA!!!! well my name and the bit about meeting my idol is real but the rest is bull crap. im really only turned sixteen just now. but i have to tell you my full story for you to understand...
ill start from the start of my story. at the time i was 11, and i was full of hyperness and all that but when me and all my friends went on a school trip. i was in p7 at the time (year 6 to all the english people). it was snowy. the usual scottish weather. we were going along in the coach nothing un-usual. just the two class' p7a and p7b. i was in p7b. and its the best one. i can still remember the full class. (AN-COURTNEY ADD IN THE NAMES HERE!). there was alot of us. and that was only b.
we were in the coach with miss cant (my teacher) and miss kelly (p7a's teacher). like i said nothing un-usual that i could see. most of p7b were playing the wave game (you wave at someone outside and if they wave back you get a point). others were just sitting and talking to there friends. i was sitting with my two best friends at the time. courtney k and gemma h. im not telling you there last names because i dont want you to go stalking them. anyway. we were on the M8 at the time and we were heading to kelvingrove museum. i know really boring but we were just happy to be outside school.
we were talking about JLS on the bus. and then some more random stuff. i felt my heart race for no reason. i looked down at my body. it looked the same. bright red school juper with the
schools logo on the left. i had my normal yellow polo shirt on underneath. and my trousers looked fine. overall nothing un-usual. but i could still feel that un-comfertable beating in my heart. ive had it before. but thats only when i get a really HUGE shock. but nothing was different. i looked up at everyone else. p7A were stareing at us like we were mad. i looked over at my side of the coach. everyone in p7B were grabbing there chests as well. ok.... wierd.
the teachers started to look worried and then thats when it happened. i couldnt take the pain. i let out a scream and i dropped to the floor. the coach driver pulled onto the cold shoulder. i heard more screams around me. 7A were freaking out. and the p7B's inclueding me were mostly screaming in pain on the coach floor. everything started to go out of focus and i could no longer move. there was a huge clump at the back of my throat and i stopped screaming. not because the pain was gone but because i just couldnt. the pain in my body was still there. i wondered if the others were feeling hat i was feeling. i was in imense pain but it didnt really matter. at the time i was just thinking. im gonna die. im never gonna see my family ever again...
but i wasnt dieing.... more like changeing? and so was my class. i suddenly felt different. the
pain was dieing down but it was still really painful. i wanted to shrivel up and die in the corner. i just wanted the pain to end. i could only look up and when i did all i could see was a few p7A's stareing at me freaking out. i saw a few of them phoneing 999. or i hope they were. they better not be recording me. my eye's began to sting a bit. and i heard a few gasps around me. what is happening to me?
i felt something deep down right in my gut... pain? sorrow? exitement? i didnt know. i dont know why but i started smileing. i had changed but i wasnt sure how. i wanted to jump around. i just felt estactic.
i stood up and looked about. slowly the others in the class were getting up. we looked the same... but different... its hard to explain. i looked over at my best friends that were behind me. they looked different aswell. they looked the same but i could tell they had changed. a few moments later we heard the noise of ambulances. they checked us. our blood. stuff like that. but we were fine. nothing was wrong with us but i could tell there was. my vision was better and was still getting better. my hearing was better as well. i could here loads of stuff and i had better hand-eye co ordination. and my body was fast reacting. our trip continued but i could tell everyone was on edge.
we walked in and i know this is gonna sound weird but i could see the history. when we walked in te famous elephent was standing at the enterence. it was a stuffed elephent and you could acctually see the bullet wound in its head. i leaned over to touch its leg and a sudden image. it was like life flash before my eyes. but it wasnt my life. it was this elephants. i saw it running along with its mum all the way up to it running away from poachers but unfortunantly being un succesful. when the vision had ended i wobbled about for awhile... whoa! was all i could think. tears stung my eyes. had lived a full life but it wasnt his time to go. he was just unlucky. i sniffed and wiped my eyes.
courtney and gemma walked up to me. i smiled and waved.
"wheres the others?" i asked looking over there shoulders.
"there in the dinosaur exhibition" smiled courtney i nodded.
"guys.. ever since we came on this stupid trip somethings been hapening to me..." i sighed. they looked at each other and nodded.
"weird stuffs been happening to us too." sighed courtney.
"yeah. like i saw a ghost!" shouted gemma. everyone looked at us and shooshed us. we all made a face.
"well i havnt seen a ghost but put your hand on that elephant" i said. tears in my eyes from thinking about its whole life. courtney nodded and put her hand on its leg. with a gasp her eyes turned white. a few moments later she was back her eyes returned light blue with tears in them.
"thats soo sad!" she sniffed "i hate you now for showing me that!" she sniffed in a mocking way and spun round. i smiled and buzzed her sides. she screamed and spun round. we all started laughing.
that was the last time we had laughed for awhile cos next thing we knew we were in grave danger...
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having super powers suck! especially when your a teenager!
Teen Fictionwell elizabeth WAS a normal girl. until in p7 (year 6) when her year went on a school trip. something happened on that trip that can never be explained but all she knows is that she will never. ever. be the same.
