Prisha Makam
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I love writing, I am top in mr class and love it!
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Time travel
My name is May, te the month where everyone is happiest and sunniest in the year. Now, sit down with a mug of coco, socks and relax, listening to time travel experiance . It was a day in the fields, the crispy,cooked autum leaves which had freshly fallen of crunched along with the rhythm of the wind and played a melodious tune, out of the most natural fibres from nature. The emerald meadows carpeted the word, with its lush, nourished, like an expensive carpet made of emerald, gifted to rich owners of buissnesses. The puffy clouds, compact with microscopic rain drops, were reflected in the infanat, tranquil body of water.
By Prisha Makam2 years ago in Fiction
Fighter of India
The day my sister was taken away, I swore I would celebrate victory or die trying. The English man had her taken, to work for them. We both live in India, all by ourselves. Her name is Bella and mine is Daisy. We were quite a rich family we had lots of weapons, and I was ready to bring on the journey ahead. I booked a flight all the way to England which would be leaving today, I could not wait. I had a tracker on my sister so I would drive of to wherever it sauy she is. A packed up a couple more biscuits to eat on the plan, then set of. Once I reached the airp I had a bittersweet feeling at seeing….at seeing my beloved sister. She was wearing some old rags and a white english person was holding her and taking her somewhere that would not know. ” Hey you!!” I screamed he turned his head over to me and started talking as her brought a gun to my sisters head, and she shivered in great terror.
By Prisha Makam2 years ago in History
A fighter for freedom
Sebastian is my name, and Green is my second, I am living in a world of slavery and trouble, with ruthless and white in high authority and black slaves low authorit. You probably have no idea how it would feel, getting humilliating phrases being targeted at you like the mistress was the dart and I am the bullseye, but she has the skills to hit me every signal time. Anyway today I woke with no sight of mamma, the familiar feeling was taken away, and the unfamiliar was coming, I ate a morsel of bread, and nothing more for my breakfast. I got to work at cleaning the cobbled pathway of the garden. The aroma of the hibisus blooms made me slightly better, but the humid heat, did not.
By Prisha Makam2 years ago in History
House of dreams and wishes
My name is Alice. I live in a family of two, includeing me, and my dad who works 24/7, so he can provide for us. I can’t afford school, but I do work in a old toy, which has been around for decades. Almost everynight, we have nothing but an empty plate and have to deal with starvation for the night, and I most despise the smell of the dumpster right next to out mud hut, and I have to wake up every with a broken nose, and numb tast buds from the constant catch of flies. Once early, morning I took a walk in the arms of the garden, having hope that some spiritual energy would slightly lighten up my day. The hypnotic aroma of the hibiscus blooms, lurked my to a grand, marble house. With not any consideration, I went inside. It was like a living dream, gold bars were nicely stacked up one by one, and beautiful coins glimmered in the ray of the sunshine. Suddenly, thoughts and feelings flooded my mind, it was like a huge tsunami, filled with hopes and dreams, came crashing it to my mind. I heard footsteps, I quickly, left the property and headed back to the out house. I saw dad waiting outside with a big smile, and behind hime was the house of our own dreams. “ Hello, again, look what fortune has offered up this time.” He said. I broke down into tears and looked at a huge building dominating the painted horizon, I went inside….inside I saw, dancers dancing, artists painting, bands playing,
By Prisha Makam2 years ago in Fiction
STILL NOT SCARED
I woke up to flickering flames, dancing and levitating smoke, burnt, crisp wallpaper curling of into intricite, detailed spirals, it was a living nightmare. But then I woke up. It was luckily just a dream, but however the atmosphere was as slient as a timid mouse, and there was no fire surrounding me, I let out a sigh of relife, and scrolled on instagram, there was an interesting message about there were lots of murders and odd occurnecess and situation. Straight away, the hairs at the back of my neck started to bristle. I combed my hair and sent an everyday morning pictrure. I looked out of the window, there was an illuminating, yellow semi- circle sending down spiritual energy to the earth below it. I stared at the house next door, it set of a gloomy atmosphere in the sunshine, and it’s dull, grey huyes were a threat to the eye. It has been abandoned for years and years, I don’t even know why my parents wanted to move in to the neighbourhood, it was very very creepy in the night, but very spiritual in the mornings. I decided to go for a small walk around the estate to get a better look. I got dressed into a soft pink sweater and denim jeans, I also applied some Live Glam makeup and headed downstairs. It was carrot porridge for food today. “ Ew mum, did you seriously have to make this… this horrid viscous liquid, with carrot lumps and god knows what else.” I questioned. She gave me a simple lecture about how I need to stop eating junk food and how I need to get a proper diet. I sat down with the porridge and sneakily got a couple chocolate bars. I went outside. The spooky house stood still in the foggy mist. “ Daisy you need to come in. “ Echoed a voice in the house it sounded kind of eerie. I was about to inside…..
By Prisha Makam2 years ago in Fiction
Haunted ship at sea
The sky is gladly donating its happiness to the community, the sun is gleaming with joy, and the ‘Out At Sea‘ ship is well… having its dull moments under the ray of the sunshine. My name is Tamika, I live with my elder brother Jack, mum and dad. I am a professional ghost buster my dad is a retired doctor, and my mum and brother have no job. I am working on a really interesting investigation about a boat called Out At Sea, the has been some really suspicious, ghostly, activity on there and recently a lot of murders and deaths taking place around the area, and today I had to go explore INSIDE of it, which I was kind of scared, I‘m scared of spirits, always have been, good or bad, each one be on my bad side. “ Mum, I am almost ready just have to finish packing up the camophlage equipment them I am ready to head out.” I stated. “ Sure honey just be careful I really do not want anything to happen to you.“ Mum replied, in a worried voice. Well I could not blame her, your child going to some abandoned ship you would be worried of limits. Jack came in with his so called signature funny face and tried his best to make me laugh. “ Oh I’m Tamika and I’m so scared of ghosts and spirits hahah!” He said, in a voice that sounded nothing like mine. Well I got to admit, he wasn’t wrong. I went downstairs and grabbed a couple of his biscuits as revenge, I honestly hopped that looked cool but I really looked like somewon who wanted to be cool instead. Dad and mum gave me a nice hug and mum broke down, as usual my annoying brother fixed me with a hard stare as I left. I got into the taxi as I waved bye to my family. “ So where we going, airport, beach, shopping mall, where to? “ The driver asked. I told him my desination just to recive a great shock. “ You do know it is an abandoned ship, it has been all over the news.” He replied. Shivers ran down my spine as I started to rethink my little adventure, job and all sorts of other things I was silent for the rest of the journey until I reached. I finally got there. The gloomy, dull ship, was a wonderful contrast to the spiritual, yellow ray of the sunshine. I stepped onto the ground and minisucle grains of sand maneged to tickled my feet. I swam all the way to the ship and finally got on board, and all the ghostly energy hit me the minute I amounted onto the ship. I took a deep breath and took a couple steps forward. I heard a finger clicking sound, I brought out the black light which is something with can reveal everything that can’t be seen with the human eye. I saw splotches of blood all around me, with rusty metal making an uncomfortable noice, and the rotten smell of food invaded the nose. Each of the five sences were destroyed including tast with the levitating smoke. I went into a room and saw a silhouette at the door. “ ur uh what are you doing cruel human.” The ghost said. It’s marble eyes being a threat. I took a quick picture and ran back home. “ Aw home so soon.”
By Prisha Makam2 years ago in Horror
