Title: The Kidnapping
Author: Angela Cuesta
Solana
One day the children decided to go
to the park without their parents. When they arrived, Sara was playing alone
while Emily and Max were talking on a bench looking at her. In the park there were a lot of young and old
people, but one man was very strange and alone. The man was hanging nearby the
young people.
Emily and Max walked to the newsstand
to buy some sweets for Sara. When they went to give the sweets to Sara, they
couldn’t see her. They searched for her all around the park for one or two
hours. Then, Emily realized that the strange man wasn't there and she told Max.
They went running to their house to tell their parents what had happened-- but
their parents, Mary and Peter, weren't in. They had left. Emily and Max decided
to call the police and told them what had happened. The police told the
children that they were going to search for Sara and that the children should
go back to the park and look around for her. Max and Emily were very nervous because
their sister had disappeared.
Two days later…
The children hadn’t slept at all because her sister hadn't appeared.
When they were at home, the police
called and told them that Sara was great but she was with the strange man from
the park and if they want to help their sister they would have to help the
police to rescue Sara.
Max told Sara that he didn't want
to do it because he thought that it was very dangerous, and Sara might be the
one in danger. When they finished talking Emily told the police that she would do
it. The police told Emily what she had to do and Emily did it very well and she
saved Sara from the strange man and the police detained him.
Since that day Emily has been the
hero of her family and Max just "the simple boy." Because of
this, their parents now pay all their attention to their children and the
children are happier than ever before.
Title: Untitled
Author: Paula Gómez Gómez
One night I was going through a
forest, where there had been many cases of suicide. The forest was so enormous
that only human remains were found. I was driving, and a little scared because
I knew about the forest's infamy.
"My God," I thought, "no
wonder people come here to commit suicide! This is more lost than ... uh,
what's that?"
I felt there was something in the
road, and when I got close I saw it was a couple lying on the ground. The girl
did not move but the boy was making a sign for help.
I got out and asked, "What
happened to you to make you come to a place like this?"
"We came here to commit
suicide. We wanted to get married, but our parents would not let us, so we came
here. I am sorry, please take us to a hospital."
I took the car up to the girl who
did not move and helped the boy to climb in. I went as fast as I could to reach
the nearest hospital while the boy's voice said, "Is the hospital far
away? Please hurry!"
I arrived at the hospital.
"Help, please, there are two that are very seriously injured!"
It seemed that the boy had lost
consciousness.
I had to wait a while until doctor
examining them both had finished.
"Doctor, how are you?"
"Sit down ... let's see, you
found them in the woods, right?"
"Yes."
"How long ago?"
"It was... an hour or a
little more ago..."
I explained that I had spoken with
the boy.
"Yes, the girl was not
conscious but the guy told me what happened and all the way here he was telling
me to go fast, that I should hurry."
Everything was very strange.
"I have examined them both and
the two have been dead for at least five hours..."
Title: The Kidnapping
Author: Alejandro
Rodrigues Barquin
One day Norman woke up, had
breakfast, took a shower, and got dressed as usual. One hour later he went to
work, then he went back home.
At nighttime he started to feel
weird. He was feeling ill and he decided to go to hospital.
The doctor found out he had been
infected by a virus.
The doctor told him he should have
an operation because his brain was being attacked.
He was losing his memory and later
on wouldn`t be able to walk.
It was a very dangerous operation.
Norman was very concerned because
he didn’t know what to do. He couldn't imagine living with a disability. He
felt very nervous but at the end Norman opted to undergo the operation.
The operation was complicated
because the parasite was very strong. It was time that the doctors demonstrated
their abilities, and the operation dragged on for several hours.
However, when Norman awoke after the
operation, the parasite had disappeared.
Norman took several weeks to
recover from the operation and the scars took a long time to heal, but he was a
new man and he opted to have a more active life.
Title: Something
Strange
Author: Ylenia
Fernandez Ruiz
Today
is Friday morning. I stand up, and I start to put my clothes on. Four years ago
my dad died in a traffic accident, and tonight, I´m going to run.
The
morning was the same as always. The same guys as always insulted me and someone
pushed me. Sometimes I think that I have to start using my boxing skills, but
then I think that I have to hide my secret part. I'm glad of my friends who are always with me. Their
names are: Neith, Zahra, Edward and Derek.
Is
12.00 pm, and I´m in my car ready to start the race.
Everything
is going great… I take that back, what is that? Is that… a person? What is she
doing?
Yes,
it's a girl. She has long brown hair and she has a dress, but I can't see her anymore.
I can´t stop the car because the brakes don´t work. Why? I don´t know. Panic begins to invade me and I can
only scream at the girl,
but she doesn´t move. Maybe she wants to kill herself… but
I don't want be responsible for her death,
so I start to scream again. Now I can see her more. I think that I see her in
my school.
We
were less than 1 km, and do you know what happened? No, you don´t. When I
arrived to there nothing happened…only I transferred her. Like if the brakes
don´t work, I have an accident…like my dad. Yes. My dad died in an illegal
race, but the question is… will I die too?
*Some
months later*
Probably you are asking what happened
that night. Okay, I´m going to tell you. That night, as you know, I had a crash… and I died. Yes I died. In the real world I have
left many things, like my family and friends… but here, in the third world, I
found things that I really like. For example, probably you will remember the
girl who was in my accident.
Yes, I know about her. She was in
my dancing and painting class. She has long brown hair and blue eyes, and now
she´s here, with me, with a white dress. Her name? Hessa. I love her name because
it is unique.
The day that I died, she helped
me and she told me a secret. She was in love with me and I realized that I loved
her too. But I was always in love with her, I never realized it before but then I thought of those times that I looked at her secretly or
when I looked at her besotted… Now we are together. In a few
days we will finish a painting.
It
is us together, and I don´t know if you can believe it but… we are expecting a
baby.
I
think that this is the girl that I always dreamed… She is my girl.
Title: The Book
Author: Natalia Cociu
I get up little by little.
I feel pressure on my head.
I notice my hands are tied.
I hear voices. I think they are foreign voices.
I start to remember…
I was in my kitchen. I was cooking my dinner. Suddenly, the
doorbell rang. A person beat at my door. I thought it was very strange. I went
to open the door, but a person threw it open first. I started running, and I grabbed
my book and I hid it. After hiding the book, I managed to escape and hide in
the attic. I immediately knew that this man would find me and that was probably
the same man who killed my mother in that alley. A few minutes passed before I
heard footsteps coming towards me, and now, the last thing I remember is being
here, trapped in a small dark room.
*
* *
It all started long ago, with my mother's murder. My life
stopped 10 years ago. By then I was 20. My mother was a former CIA agent. She
had a book with many hidden mysteries, a book capable of starting a third world
war. In that book, there was information on bank accounts and payments to
well-known people, who are today presidents. It also had the current whereabouts
of missing CIA agents.
When my mother died, I inherited this book. I've never read
it. Neither do I have intention to do so. But there are people that would kill
for the book.
I never found out who was the murderer of my mother, but I
intend to find out. Or maybe they will find me.
I'm living in a house on the outskirts of the city, where
nobody can find me. I live with my boyfriend Derek, my dog, and my fish, Ron
Bob.
The murderers of my mother are moles, CIA people engaged in
smuggling and terrorism. The goal is that America, my continent, stop pacts
with Asia and brings to light some secrets, secrets that can only be revealed
when they have the book, causing wars between countries and poverty in America.
*
* *
My hands are tied to the chair. And all my attempts to escape
are futile. Until suddenly I see a piece of broken glass on the floor. I get up
to move the chair that I am in and I grab the glass. I break the string and loosen
my hands. I hear footsteps coming towards the room where I am. So I decide to
try to escape through a small window at the back. I decide to take a car and go
home. When I arrive I see that the door is forced but still decide to go and
see my boyfriend. And suddenly something hits my head. I do not know how long
I've been unconscious, but when I get to open my eyes perfectly there is a
tall, middle-aged, and quite muscular man pointing a gun.
"Where is the book?" he asks.
I do not answer, so the man hits me in the face.
He asks me again about 3 times until I am almost knocked
unconscious.
Then the man says:
"You're just like your mother, you never speak when you
have to. And now you will suffer the consequences. I'll ask again, where is the
book?"
"Go burn."
So I thought my time had come, but then someone collapses
down the door and the man drops dead in front of my feet. The murderer of my
mother was there, dead, after all this time. And now, I finally could start to
be happy. The police untied me, and I ran to hug my boyfriend. Now, I could
start a new life.
Regarding the book, you'll save me, because my mother died
for a cause, and that cause is mine today.
Title: The Shadow
Author: Francisco
Rodríguez Terán
I am Albert. I was born in Brussels. I have brown hair and blue eyes. I am 1,80m tall.
I haven´t got a family. I'm a detective. I like the night.
I was going to the Grand Place when I saw a shadow. The shadow
was very big. I followed it. The shadow ran faster and when the shadow arrived
at the train station, he caught a train to Brujas. I caught the same train. In
the train he stood up twice.
The second time I stood up and I followed him. When I was in
the other wagon, I heard a scream. I went towards the scream and saw a girl lying
down on the floor with blood. I called the police.
When the train arrived at Brujas, the shadow left the train.
When I was in the city center, he entered a house and I
heard another scream. I called the police.
The shadow arrived at the canal. He caught a boat and I
caught another boat. He caught the canal at Gante. When we arrived at Gante,
another person stood up and the shadow talked to this person. I heard
“$1,000,000." They caught a car. And they disappeared. I saw a note in the
street. The note said “Paris, Boulevard Clichy at 21:00”
The next day, I bought the ticket on-line for the next
train, which left at 17.00h from Brussels-Midi.
It was a rainy day with dark clouds. It was 19:00h when the
train stopped. We stood still. The lights went off. Suddenly, I saw a man
running out of the train. A second after, the train started to move. It was a
very strange situation.
We arrived to Paris-Nord at 19:45. I bought a map of Paris.
I took the underground to Boulevard Clichy. It was 21:00 when I saw the same
shadow as in Belgium and I also saw the man on the train from 2 hours earlier.
The shadow and the man were speaking. Suddenly they ran in opposite directions.
I followed the shadow. We reached the Louvre Museum. There he broke into the rear
door. He left the door open. I went in quietly. He took the lift to the second
floor. He ran until the end of the corridor. I saw him take several paintings.
One of them a world renowned picture of the Mona-Lisa. As he was coming, I hid
in the darkness. I also noted that he took a sack with him. Suddenly, the
alarms went off and dogs began barking in the other corridors. I ran until I
reached the street.
A car with a driver was waiting for the shadow on the run
with the paintings. The car started. I followed them on a motorcycle that was
parked nearby. They headed towards Lille. I had little fuel left. Thus, I returned
to Paris.
I heard airplanes above me. They were heading towards Paris.
Suddenly, I heard a bomb blasting in Paris. More bombs blasted and people were
screaming in the motorway. Paris was being bombed. I went to stay at a hotel
near the airport. This area was nearly untouched by bombs.
The next day it was in the newspapers that Paris had been
bombed by Belgium.
Suddenly, I saw a picture of the shadow on the papers. His
name was under the picture, Henry Faubourg.
It said that Henry would safeguard the most important
paintings of the Louvre and also $1,000,000 of the last month´s income. It also
said that he had murdered a girl in a train whose destination was Brujas and
other one in the city of Brujas.
These two murder victims had wanted the paintings to be
destroyed by the bombing.
Since Henry was French, he wanted to save the most important
paintings of the Louvre.
Title: The Guardian
Angel
Author: Vanesa
Molleda Rodríguez
My name is Derek. I’m from Bradford. I was born April 15
1998 and I died July 8 2013. Now, I’m an angel and I go to a special school,
“Angels School”.
I always loved music, and when I was alive I played the
guitar and the piano, and, well, now I can’t. Also, I had a lot of friends, I
went out every weekend with them, and now I’ve got only one friend, Christopher
(I call him Chris). The rest of the angels are so strange. You can’t talk to
them because they scream at you. Of course, I had a family with parents, Diana
and Ian, and my young sisters, Neith and Hessa. They are in the world, living
their life; I suppose that they miss me like I miss them....
Is 8.00 am. I’m so excited because today starts a new school
year, and I’m going to have an “exam.” I know, it's an exam. But this one is
special because it is the exam to be a guardian angel. If I pass this exam with
a good mark, I will start practicing. I will be the best guardian angel of
times.
I have breakfast while I wait for my friend, Chris, but when
I look at my watch IT IS 8.25 AM!! I start the exam at 8.30 am; I only have 5
minutes to arrive to the school. If I don’t arrive on time, my teacher will
kill me. Well, I’m dead, he can’t. But there’s one thing I can’t understand:
where is Chris?
I arrive on time, and now I’m doing the exam. I studied so
much, and I think that I will have a really good mark. This exam is one half
test and the other half is to write an essay about the rules and other things
like that. I’m the last one to give the teacher my exam. The rest of the day in
the school is like other days, magic class and other things that only angels
can do.
I’m walking with Chris to my house; we are going to do a
project for magic class. It is very easy: we take three dead flowers and we
return them to life. I'd like to use one magic trick that I learned in a book, but
Chris wants to use another one that we learned in class, so we use it.
We finish the project, and tomorrow we will teach to everyone
in the class how to turn alive a plant, flower, or wherever you want. Maybe it
will be fun, but I don’t know…
*1 week later*
Today is Friday afternoon, and my teacher calls me for
something very important. He tells me that he would prefer to tell me in
person, so here I am, in his office waiting. 2 minutes later, he comes and he
tells the most beautiful thing that I have ever heard: I’ve got a 9 on my exam
so I can start practice.
I have a girl. Her name is Isis. She is from London, and she
loves to paint. She wants to be a famous painter. I saw some of her paintings
and I like them. I know that she can be a painter. And I only have 4 simple
rules:
1. I only can
help she when she’s got a big problem
2. Nobody can
know about me, only her
3. I can’t use
my power for anything that I want
4. I mustn’t
fall in love with her
I’m going to start tomorrow, so my teacher gave me a lot of
papers about her life, and a questionnaire for me. I can’t believe it, my dream
come true, now I’m going to call Chris and tell him about the new... OMG!! I’m
going to cry, this is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and it’s
really cool.
In the morning, I wake up and I remember that today I’m
going to help this girl. I prepare some things and I’m ready.
I’m at her front door. She lives on an orphanage because her
parents died in an accident, like me, nobody wants her because she is too old.
Everybody wants babies or children between 3 and 9 years old, maybe 10. Then they
are too old, and when there are 16 years old, they go out of the orphanage and
they start a life of their own life.
This girl, Isis, is very bad to other people, and now I will
help her to change. That’s my job. It's strange because guardian’s angels do
not do this work, but, well, I want to help her.
1 hour later, I’m with her in her room. She's friendlier
than I imagined. She had a really traumatic life, but she knows how to continue
with her life. It’s hard to say why but I like her. I know, I know, I can’t
fell in love with her, but it’s difficult.
It’s really fun talk with her. I understand all that she has
been through and the reasons why she is the way she is. She likes music, and
she wants to learns how to play the piano. Of course I’m going to teach her.
Also, I help her to so that her paintings become a little famous: now all the
orphanage know about them.
Today she is going to tell me a secret. I only know that
nobody can know, because the result will be very bad for me. I’m afraid, bad
for me? Wow that’s strange. After classes, she came to the room and she said me
“Derek, I’m so sorry, if someone find out about what I’m going to tell you…
well, here I go… I love you. I fell in love with you. I know, I know, we can’t
be together, but I can’t live without you.” I tell her all that I feel…
Then all turns strange, a light shines and my teacher
appears. He tells me that I’m in my house. Why? I call to my teacher and he
explains to me what I am doing here.
The days are like months and I miss her. But not like other days, I feel like
something is going to happen but I don’t know what it is. I’m on the sofa
reading a book when I hear a scream. It sounds like Isis, but it's probably my
imagination. Then I hear the door of the sky: someone died. It will be… no,
that’s impossible, not my girl, no please…
I go out but I don’t see anybody. I go to the school, and
there is a girl. She looks like Isis, but that can’t be possible… my teacher
comes and says:
“Derek, why are you here?”
“Oh, I heard the door of the sky, and now that girl is here.
What’s going on?"
“Please, come, I think that you know about each other.”
It's Isis. OMG, I miss her. I have never loved anybody like
her. My teacher tells us that he one day fell in love, but he died and that
person went off with another boy, so he made sure that my girl had an accident
and now we can be together forever.
Title: The Life of
Agapito
Author: Íñigo
Pordomingo Gutiérrez
THE FIRST DAY
One day Agapito was working when suddenly a thief entered in
her shop. Agapito was nervous and scared.
The thief said:
"Give me all the money that you have old man, or I’ll
shoot you!"
"No!! Please do not shoot me I’ll give you everything."
While Agapito gave all his money to the thief, the thief heard
a police siren and he shot one bullet at Agapito and ran out.
Agapito felt blood in his hands and he fainted.
THE SECOND DAY
Agapito thought that his life was boring and opted to steal
from a bank. He made plans and called three friends.
Each had to do something. Agapito had to hack the cameras of
the bank, another friend had to call Sigismundo to buy weapons, and the other had
to steal two cars for the getaway.
THE BIG DAY
It was the day of the theft. Agapito would have to hack the
cameras and enter the bank and shoot. The other two were at the exit waiting.
It was 12 am. Agapito and Sigismundo came in and they began
to shoot. They took all the money and
ran to the exit. They had completed the
heist. They were super millionaires.
But, 2 months later, the police caught them. Agapito died in
the electric chair.
Title: A Strange
Voice
Author: Ana Pérez San
Miguel
Her name is Vicky. She is thin and tall. She is 1.64 m tall.
She weighs 53 kg. She has got blue eyes and straight blond hair. She was born
in 1997, in London. She has got one brother and his name is Lucas. Her mother
is Begoña and her father is Victor. She loves her family. Also, she has got a
little cat called Geremias. She studies in a school in London and she has got a
lot of friends. She plays football for her school team and she likes all
sports. She is friendly, fun, nice and very intelligent.
Today, Vicky and her family get up and they have breakfast
together. But this isn’t a normal day. Victor, her father, and Begoña, her
mother, tell Vicky and Lucas that they have to move to another house for work.
Vicky and Lucas don’t like the news, because they have their family and their
friends at the current house.
Vicky helps her mother with everything related to the move
and they find a very big and beautiful house in a pretty neighborhood of
Manchester.
In order to help her parents at home, Vicky works as a
babysitter for the neighbors (a young couple with a 24-month old child). Every
Friday night Vicky goes to work. She gives dinner to Alisson (the child), she
plays a little bit with Alisson, and then puts her to sleep. Alisson has got an
intercom in her bedroom because she sleeps in an upstairs room.
One night, Vicky was sitting on the sofa waiting for
Alisson´s parents when she heard a strange voice. She was scared and she went
running to Alisson's room thinking that someone had entered the house. When she
got to the bedroom, she saw that everything was normal. Soon, Alisson's parents
came home and Vicky told them what had happened. Alisson's parents told Vicky
not to worry. But Vicky could not stop thinking about it and the next time she
would have to go take care of Alisson.
The following Friday, Vicky went to the neighbor's house to
care for the child. She bathed the child, gave her dinner, played with her and
put her to sleep. When Vicky went to sit on the sofa, she once again heard the
same voice from the last Friday. She got up quickly, opened the door of Alisson´s
bedroom, and saw the girl playing with her doll in the cradle. Alisson looked
at Vicky and with a very sweet voice said ''come''. It was the same voice that
Vicky had heard on the intercom the last Friday. Nobody knew that Alisson could
speak. She was a little girl that she
didn’t speak, but she was very happy and she smiled a lot.
Five minutes later, Alisson´s parents came home. Vicky told
them everything that had happened and they were very happy, because Alisson
said her first word. Vicky, also, was happy to discover that there was nothing
strange in Alisson´s room.
Today, two years later, Vicky and Alisson's parents remember
this story with joy.
Title: The Boarding
School
Author: Paula Saiz
Duque
Steve is a boy who is 15 years old. He is athletic, friendly
and funny, but his problem is that he does not like to study. He only wants to
play football, so his parents gent angry with him.
For the last two years, he has been at a boarding school
because his parents do not know how to get him to study. One night, Steve was
with his friends in his room very late.
They were so bored
that they tried to escape the school.
As they were climbing
a fence, they heard a noise. The noise came from a physics and chemistry
professor.
When the professor saw them, they tried to hide from him,
but he began to shout at them. After catching up with the students, he said
that they would be punished by having three sleepless nights.
After not sleeping for three nights, Steve was very tired.
The next day, during class, the professor began to explain
that studying is extremely important as well as behaving appropriately.
But Steve fell a sleep while the teacher was speaking
because he was daydreaming about playing football.
In his dreams, he saw a young boy who was living on the
street. He seemed to be very worried and sad because he didn´t have any money
or food.
He looked very
lonely. Steve went up to him and asked him why he was so sad.
The boy replied by saying that he didn't have anything.
Steve then asked him why why he had nothing. The homeless
boy said that he didn't have anything because he had never studied.
Suddenly, Steve heard a voice in his head. It was the
teacher´s voice. The teacher said: "Come on Steve, wake up". A few
seconds later, Steve finally woke up.
From that moment on, Steve started to study and he started
to get good marks. When boarding school finished for summer, Steve had improved
in all his subjects and passed them all with great marks.
When Steve returned home, his parents were so happy that they
bought him a new phone.
Steve was excited
about having a fantastic summer and was looking forward to going back to
boarding school to study again.
Title: Be a Fortune
Teller
Author: Lara Recio
Cedrón
My real name is Caroline but all people call me Carogot,
why? When you finish reading my history, you will know.
I am 32 years old. I'm a tall and thin woman. I'm 1,70
metres tall and I weigh 55 kilograms. My hair is straight and black. My eyes
are big and green. My sister says that I have the prettiest eyes.
People think that I'm a good person. They think that I'm
friendly, polite, and optimistic, but they also think that I'm strange because
of my clothes... I hate dressing like other people, I want be a little
different.
My parents died in an accident in a factory while they were
working when I was 15 years old. I only have one sister, but since my parents
died, I haven't seen her.
I play the violin, I love music, and I love helping other
people. Since I was very little I have had an interest in ghosts, and I love to
study about them too.
There is something weird about me that I discovered 16 years
ago. I can see the ghosts of people's ancestors. They talk to me and request
that I say things to their families. It is frightening, I know! But now it is
normal for me.
Before I discovered this ability, I was a Biology teacher at
Boston University. Now, I work as a fortune teller.
All day I resolve a lot of different cases.
One day, my friend Richard told me that he went to visit his
mother and while they were talking, his mother's dog showed up crying and
acting very, very nervous. Richard called him but the dog wouldn't walk to him
directly, he made a curve as if an object was in the way. Then he hid between
Richard's legs.
Richard's mother started to feel cold.
The next weekend I went with my friend to visit his mother,
and I could see my friend's father. I knew that all the strange facts meant
that it was the mother's husband. The husband was dead, but he visits his wife.
They were separated when Richard was very young and he felt unhappy for having
made his wife and Richard suffer. That same day, I talked with all the family
and we resolved the family problems so that the husband could be in peace… and
Richard's mother could continue with her happy life.
This is one of the cases that I have dealt with in my
career. Now, I'm going to tell you the most important case for me.
It all started while I was drinking a cup of coffee with my
best friend Claire two days ago. My daughter was playing with Bratz near us,
and she constantly looked towards the rocking chair located near the windows.
We thought that she was looking at the landscape, but no! When my daughter and
I returned to our house by car, she said “Mum, who is the person that was
sitting in the rocking sofa?” I was so surprised... there wasn't anybody there.
I asked her “How did the person look? I didn't see her.” She began to
describe... “She is a older woman. She has brown eyes and grey hair…"
The woman was a ghost! The child can see ghosts too...
Quickly, I telephoned Claire and tell her the story. She
started to cry. The ghost was her mother, Nancy! Nancy sat every day in that
sofa… she loved look out the windows.
Now, I am trying talk with Nancy but I can't. Now I will go visit Claire! Bye!
Title: The Hackers
Author: Pablo Martinez
Rioja
He was born in 1988. He was born in Santander. He has a
brother and a sister. He is hacker. He works in his house with his computer and
his hobbies are playing computer games and playing basketball. He is serious
and a polite person. His name is Peter Miller.
Peter always goes to the basketball court to play basketball
with his friends. Afterwards, they go to a café and they discuss about politics
and sports. Peter always complains that he hasn´t got a job and that life is
very expensive.
But one day, he discovered a very important thing in his
life.
When he was working at home, he discovered a new website
that has got a lot of information about Santander bank. For a week, he didn´t
eat because he was very excited. Another day he accessed an interesting
website. During a long time, he didn´t enter the web site because he was afraid
that the police would discover him.
For two months, he worked at a company to create a video
game. It consisted of learning a lot of languages in a short time. The video
game was a revolution. The company and Peter got much money and he finished his
job.
Then he investigated the interesting website. In it appeared
the credits cards and all of the information about the clients. He could steal
a lot of money. One day he met with a friend. He told him that he had
discovered a new website and the friend proposed to him that he could steal the
money. Peter agreed with the offer and they decided to steal the money.
The plan was bad. They couldn´t steal the money and the
police discovered them. They went to prison for three years. They were the
worst years of their lives.
Three years later they went out of the prison. They were
afraid because the people knew them and when they were walking by the street,
the people hit and insulted them. They were always at home and Peter couldn´t
go to the basketball court or go to the café. Since they hadn´t money, they
decided to use the website another time. But this time with more care. First,
they stole the money of the elders. Then, the money of the young people and
finally, the money of the rich people.
The Santander bank was ruined and the owner of the bank
decided to contract Peter and his friend Steve. They returned all the stolen
money and they became rich. They earned cent hundred euros per month.
Title: The Hunter's
Street
Author: Oscar Iglesias
Martinez
This story is about a weird person that does weird things. His
name is Ernesto Ramiro de la Fuente. Ernesto is very tall, he´s around 1´97m,
he only has hair at the back of his head.
He is very thin and he weighs around 70kg.
Also, Ernesto is an optimistic person and very fun but at
midnight all of this personality turns to the opposite, maybe a result of the
absence of family.
Ernesto is alone. The weird things he does are clean the car
and have showers at midnight.
One day when Ernesto was going to do the weird things that
he does, he heard thunder that moved all his house and then he fell down the
stairs and he hit his head. Then all that he could see was strange-- the car
looked like a monster and the house was a cave for him.
This is the beginning of an amazing history.
One week later Ernesto still had the same problems, but it was
normal for him. Next to him, other neighbors started to listen to noises that came
from Ernesto´s house it could be because he was destroying his house. Now, he also
has mental problems.
Maybe he is angry with all the world, but he not only is he destroying
his house, he also is destroying the street with things that he found in the
garage like drills and big knives. Two days later one neighbour called Agustino
went to Ernesto´s house but he didn´t open the door and Agustino was too afraid
because he didn´t know what Ernesto could do with the mental problems that he
had. He tried to enter by the garage but it wasn´t possible.
Then, Ernesto opened the second story window and, with a
throwing knife, he killed Agustino. Maybe Agustino didn´t have any family
because nobody asked for him in the street. The only thing that I can say about
it is that all the people of the street died that same week. Then, the whole
city started talking about this street. They called it "The Hunter´s
Street."
Title: The Murder
House
Author: Paula
González
In a small village where always it’s raining, there was a
house called “the murder house”. Everybody who had lived in the murder house
had already died. The man who made this house was killed by two black men.
Then, a scientist who bought the house was killed with a knife by the first
man's spirit. In the murder house also lived a family. The father committed
suicide, and the child were hurt. The mother died in a car accident. The murder
house was used to be a psychology ward, but many people escaped and some people
went to the basement, to starve there. Today, a family is living in the murder
house.
"Mom, I hate it here," said Jake, "I want to
go home."
"This is now our home," said Sarah, "it was
your father’s decision."
"You will make a lot of friends here," said Bill.
Jake wasn’t a very sociable person. He was too pessimistic.
Jake and his family moved out of city once a year, so Jake didn't have friends.
He hated that house. There was something scary about it. When they came to the
house, there weren’t any lights. There were only voices. The murder house was
big, all made of wood. It was very cheap because of the crimes.
Always, the first day of school is hard. Jake was 17 years
old with blond hair and grey eyes. He was tall and thin. He was sitting at a
chair, at the end of 1ºC class, but he wasn’t listening to his teacher. He only
heard voices. “It’s you, only you,” they said. But it wasn’t him.
Sarah was cooking dinner. They had a dangerous gas kitchen.
Suddenly, the fire started to burn the kitchen. Sarah couldn’t so anything. She
burned with the kitchen.
Bill was at the garden planting tomatoes when he saw a
shadow. He followed it into the garage. He saw a very thin kid in a corner. He
walked through the garage, near the kid.
"Are you OK?" asked Bill.
The little kid turned round. His face was burned, and he didn't
have eyes. Bill couldn’t go out of the garage because the kid started to kick
him. Bill died.
Jake was in his bedroom. He was alone. He didn't have a
family. He missed his parents. He took a bottle of pills in his hand. He
committed suicide.
Title: The Passenger
Author: Ester Tolsada
Daniel dined something light. He
was still tired from the trip.
The shock had given him wild
nerves. He still felt a strange feeling in his gut.
He thought that from that moment on
it was going to be unpleasant to travel by at night. Just remembering the face that
looked at him with malice revived almost the same fear.
Now, Damian ignored that terror
lurked in his own home.
He finished his dinner and watched
television for a while, then went to bed. He fell asleep quickly, and then
descended into the world of dreams. In that world he could also access other
beings.
He found himself moving toward an
angry crowd gathered in the street of a rural town. People were dressed in old
clothes; it was the past. On the street were two oxen pulling a cart, and that
cart had a cage with a witch inside. People were throwing things and cursing,
lifting axes, pitchforks and hoes. Some children came through and the crowd
opened. Everyone wanted to see, but after the first look, the witch started hiding.
The witch was cursing at everyone and uttered some words that nobody
understood.
The woman was thin with a bloated
abdomen, a physical feature that added more to the unpleasantness because it
gave her a grotesque look.
They stopped the car in a square,
and the strongest people went to get her out of the cage.
The men had to use all their
strength to get her and the struggle lasted some time because they were afraid
of letting the witch go. They were able to control her but not completely
immobilize her. The witch was writhing and screaming curses. For a moment, she glanced
at everyone as if to memorize their faces, and when her gray eyes fixed on
Damien, it felt like an onslaught of terror.
In the center of the square there
was a post buried in the ground vertically. They tied her to the post and then gathered
wood and dry branches. They were going to burn her at the stake.
As the flames grew and enveloped her,
the people screamed out shouts of victory. But a few minutes later they began
to worry about their own act, for she was still moving.
Like in any dream, time was
distorted and suddenly it became night. The fire still smoldered, and the wind was
blew at flying embers that went out, dancing in the night. There was not much
left of the witch, but among the few remains there was a swollen belly
protruding, now black and smoky.
On an impulse he could not
control, Damian moved closer. The bulging belly shook and then burst open, and a
terrifying baby leaped at Damian's face. Damian cried in his sleep and awoke in
his bed. Without his noticing, someone was watching him from a dark corner of
the room.
He went to the bathroom and washed
his face. "What a nightmare!" he thought. Looking in the mirror, he
saw that there were circles around his eyes.
Dreaming of the creature after
having it as a passenger was nothing strange for Damien.
He went back to bed but could not
sleep. He was afraid to dream again.
He started wanting to sleep in the
morning, but had to go to work. At work he did a little, and at times he forgot
that monstrosity. His teammates noticed he was tired, and they all joked that
his weekend was very busy. Damien smiled reluctantly.
If they knew what had happened...
but I tell you it would take a madman or a liar.
Back at home, in the car, he kept
yawning and almost did not stop at a red light. That night he had to rest, no
matter what.
Being winter, the days were short.
There was no point waiting until bedtime, but it was better to sleep through
the night.
At bedtime he thought he was going
to wake up fresh in the morning. First he felt his body lighten after his head
seemed enormous. Cluttered memories passed one after another.
Now he was walking in the path of
a forest, and he was not alone. There was a woman walking beside him and
carrying a baby in her arms. It was a bright day and light filtering through
the branches everywhere. Suddenly, the landscape changed radically and the
forest was now leafless, and it rocked and moaned everywhere. Looking at the
woman, she became the witch from his previous nightmare. A small, rough hand
touched his face, and now the baby looked awful.
When he awoke he thought he
abruptly withdrew something from his face, and it was this tiny wrinkled hand.
He could no longer sleep.
In the morning, he went again to
work. He thought of calling a taxi, but he was so tired he forgot and automatically
got into his car. A few blocks away, at an intersection, his car bumped into a
truck. Inside the car, Damien beat and shook as the vehicle turned over.
When everything finally fell
quiet, he felt his life slipping away through his various injuries. And between
braking and the voices of some people who came see, he heard the chuckle of his
passenger, now invisible.
Title: Liverpool
Author: Adrián España
Sainz
One day when I was sleeping the phone rang. It was a man who
I did not know, and he asked me if I wanted to go to England to play for
Liverpool.
I did not know what to say. After a few days, I decided to
accept his proposal. My parents and my brother helped me a lot with this
decision.
The man told us that at the airport there would be 5 tickets
for us on Saturday, but when we went they were not there. We thought we had won
the tickets, but then found out that the tickets were fake and we realized that
the man was an impostor.
We realized that the call had come from our neighborhood,
and that made me remember the man's voice and remember that it sounded
familiar.
On the floor above ours lived a family and father got along
very well with me. His voice was the familiar voice, and realized that
everything had been a joke.
Title: Spinach's Story
Author: Eugenio Garcia Ortiz
Her name was Spinach, Spinach
Smith. She was born on December 28th. Her mum died giving birth so her father
got very angry, and as he was so angry he called her baby Spinach. Spinach grew
up and she became an unfriendly, pessimistic and mean person. Her life was
miserable.
One day, Spinach found a key. She
didn`t know what it was for, and she tried to open a lot of doors but there was
no result. A few days later some schoolmates were bullying her and she fell
behind the moss and saw a strange door. At first she thought that it was going
to be another door which her key couldn't open. But anyway, she put the key
into the lock and... surprise!!! It was the right door.
When she opened it she entered
into a long corridor. She was walking in it for ten minutes until she saw a
bright light. She started towards the light (but she didn't run too fast
because she was fat) and when Spinach arrived at the end of the corridor she
saw an incredible and marvelous scene. There, in front of her, there was a
town, a town called WEIRDLAND.
Everybody who is ugly, different
or weird should live in Weirdland. Spinach couldn't believe what her eyes were
seeing. There were a lot of weird people going for a walk (with their weird
dogs), doing the shopping or eating in a weird food restaurant (also called
fast food).
For the first time in her life she
didn't feel different. She was so happy! And she was also tired so she went to
the nearest tavern. She entered and ordered a coke, a big hamburger, chips and
nuggets. She was really hungry.
When the waiter appeared with the
meal, it was love at first sight. They fell in love with each other at that
moment. The waiter was called Tomato Thomas. He was a friendly fat boy who
worked as a waiter and studied at the university. They started to talk and they
realized they had a lot of things in common. Tomato gave her a lift in his car
to show Spinach the whole town. She decided that she wanted to live there and
spend more time with Tomato.
The next day, Spinach went back to
the corridor and opened the door. She had great news for her father that she had
discovered a wonderful world where nobody bullied her.
Her father laughed at her and he
didn't believe him to come with her, to live together in that wonderful place.
He told her not to be silly. So then she said goodbye to her father, she left,
and she didn't come back.
When Spinach wanted to go back to
Weirdland, she couldn't find the key and she remembered that she had forgotten
the key in the village. So she committed suicide, obviously.
Title: Agapito the Fat Boy
Author: Gonzalo Aparicio
One day a boy was walking in the
street. The boy`s name was Agapito. Agapito was born in Madagascar but now he
lives in Chicago. His weight is 100 KG and he is 5 years old. He is a good
student, very fun and very small. He likes football and basketball. He lives
with his parents and his five brothers in a little apartment. The apartment is
20 square meters.
One day Agapito was in the street
and suddenly he heard a noise. There noise was people crying. He ran to his
house but the noise was very loud. When Agapito arrived to his home he started
to scream. His parents, Pepito and Fermina, asked him what happened Agapito
said nothing.
That day Agapito didn`t eat anything
because he was very scared. His parents were concerned because Agapito went 1
week without eating, sleeping or leaving his room. Agapito spent all day crying
and screaming.
Some time later, Pepito and
Fermina decided to take Agapito to the Doctor Ramiro Mendoza, a very expensive
and very good Mexican psychologist, but the trouble is that he lived in New
York and they had to travel there for Agapito to talk to Ramiro Mendoza. The
trip took over 24 hours or so. During the trip Agapito did not stop screaming and
Fermina and Pepito were very sad because he had to get out of his room
violently.
Dr. Ramiro Mendoza took some
physical tests. The doctor was impressed that week because Agapito had lost
weight and was now 93 kg and was very thin. After the physical tests, Dr.
Ramiro Mendoza began to perform psychological tests. The tests concluded 2 and
a half days later and the news was not good because the doctor said that Agapito
had a major psychological problem called the syndrome of weird noises.
The parents were very sad because
Agapito was doing very badly and treatments would take a week to start since
Dr. Ramiro Mendoza was too busy since he was a good and important psychologist.
When it was time for him to start the treatment Agapito had to wear a
straitjacket so it could not move and he also had to take a foreign object in his
mouth so he could not scream and the doctor would not get frightened. The
treatment consisted in opening Agapito's head and brain to see what he thought using
a very expensive $3,000,000 dollar probe so as to see what was causing the
strange sounds. This process is very painful and can lead to irreversible brain
damage but there was no other solution to Agapito's problem.
After 50 days of treatment, the
doctor Ramiro Mendoza told the parents the news that Agapito had died.
Title: Far Cry
Author: Rubén Hoyos Álvarez
Author: Rubén Hoyos Álvarez
His name is Jason Brody. He was
born on December 30, 1987 in the United States. His hair color is black and his
eyes are brown. He is 1.73 m tall and he weighs 61 kg. He is friendly, fun,
nice and athletic. He has two brothers: Grant Brody, his older brother, and
Riley Brody, his younger brother. He is very athletic and he learned fast to
use a gun and other things. He loves to run, swim for long periods of time, go
snowboarding, skydiving, parasailing and mountaineering.
He hit the Rook Islands during a
trip when he was skydiving with his friends and his brothers and spent some
vacation time there together. Far away, they saw some people, and when they were
having fun, these people, that were pirates, captured them.
The pirates killed his older
brother, Grant, and his other friends and his younger brother were captured. He
managed to escape from the village that was full of pirates, but the pirates
and their dogs followed him until he fell into the river.
When he awoke, a black man talked
to him. He was called Dennis Rogers. He spoke of a tribe called
"Rakyat" which is an Indian tribe that inhabits the Rook Islands.
Their leader is Citra Montenegro, the sister of Vaas, the person that killed
his brother Grant, and the second boss of the pirates. This tribe was the legend
of Tatau is a religion of all the villagers of the Rook Islands. This religion
says that becoming an elected that I get rid of the pirates, who have submitted
them.
Jason had to learn the laws of Rakyat
for killing a man with his own hands to have complete trust in this religion.
Vaas was killed by Jason when he became a Rakyat soldier with his Tautau tatoo
and rescued all his friends, but a Russian Aldean helped and said that the boss
of the pirates was Hoy Volker and that this person killed his younger brother, Riley
Brody.
Citra, the boss of the Rakyat,
transformed Jason in a legendary Rakyat soldier and when he finished his
training, he realized that his brother was alive and Hoyt had him kidnapped.
Jason was killed and Hoyt went away to the airport to rescue his brother, and
was rescued in the cave where all his friends had been hiding, but they were
not there and Dr. Mason said that Citra had taken them to the temple. Riley and
Jason went to the temple and saw their friends but Citra made them choose
between staying with Citra or going home with their friends and Jason chose to
leave with his friends. Citra committed suicide because she was unable to be
with Jason.
Title: Black Man
Author: Laura Gutierrez
My name is Maria and I’m 19 years
old. I was born in Italy but now I live in London with my father, my two
brothers and my sister. My mum died in a car accident when I was 12 years old.
I’m the oldest child in my family, and for my brothers I’m like a mum now. I’m
studying biology at the University and my friends say that I’m strange girl
because I like to study hard. I have straight brown hair and green eyes. I
consider myself very optimistic, fun, friendly and nice, but my character is
very strong.
Last year, I rented a house in a
village for three days with 5 friends and this house was very strange. The
house was in the middle of a village where there weren’t any people. The first
night, we were dining when suddenly our friend Andrea heard a noise in the
kitchen. We went to see what it was, but the noise stopped when we entered the
kitchen. We were afraid and we decided to sleep together.
The next day, in the morning, we
went for a walk when suddenly Andre vomited. We went back to the house and we
thought that Andrea had eaten something out of a date. That night, all of us
also vomited, and suddenly the noise started to sound again and we screamed
because there were a lot of shadows in the kitchen and we ran out of house. We then
realized that Andrea wasn’t in the group, so we returned to the house. There,
we heard Andrea screaming and all my friends left again, except me.
I started to look for Andrea, but
I couldn’t find her, I just heard her voice. I didn’t know what to do and I was
getting more and more nervous. When I was almost shocked all the doors shut
down and all the windows opened like it was a violent wind, but it wasn’t any
wind at all. There was a silence and I felt somebody behind me, I couldn’t even
talk. I turned my head and saw a man dressed in black. He tied my hands to a
chair, and he told me that I had to go upstairs to get a packet that was under
Andrea’s bed.
When I went upstairs, I found
Andrea asleep on the bed. I tried to wake her but I couldn’t because she was
sedated. I was very scared but I decided to take the packet and give it to this
strange man. When I gave it to him, he gave me a key and told me to go before Andrea
awoke.
I looked for a room in which to use
that key and I did it fast because I had to disarm a bomb. The man went out of the
house, but I ignored him and I ran to Andrea. I left the house with Andrea in
my arms, but I never knew what it was that I had to disarm. Also I never knew anything
about my other friends. They didn’t answer the phone and I couldn’t find them
anywhere.
A few days later, I saw on the
news that the house had burned by a big explosion and a strange man who was
always dressed in black had died. My heart accelerated when I remembered that
experience, but I felt calm because the man had died.
I always remember it as a bad
experience but thanks to it, Andrea and I are now close friends forever.
Title: Mandy's Terrible Story
Author: Sandra Cascajares Gómez
INTRODUCTION:
My name is Mandy. I’m 16 years old
and I was born on the 29th of February in 1997.
I’m a beautiful person. I have big
green eyes. I’m blonde, short and thin. I’m 1,58 m tall and I weigh 48 kg, but
I have got a big nose and I clenched my teeth when I played at basketball. I’m
very optimistic, a good student, nice and fun, but I am not very friendly. I am
unfriendly because I live in a town and I still haven´t met with anyone.
I live with my fathers, my sister,
my brother and my pet, a crocodile. Yes, I have a very strange pet, but I love
my family!
I’m pregnant, but my family don´t know
it, and, I listen and see ghosts.
My hobbies include swimming. I
hate going to the city because they are many noises, there are many people and
they are many shops. I hate that.
STORY:
Hello, my name is Mandy, and I´m
going to talk about something that happened three years ago. It happened when I
was only 16 years old, but I remember everything that happened that year.
One day, in the morning, I got up
at 7.00 am as I do everyday when I have school. I started to brush my teeth,
put on my clothes, eat a good breakfast and take a shower. Afterwards, I went
to my high school. In my Spanish class, I saw something or someone I didn´t
know in the window. I saw a girl that wore a white long dress and she was very
bad. I was very surprised and I decided to think that I saw this because it was
a dream.
Later, when I finished the school,
like everyday, I went with my crocodile and my two siblings, Elena and Marco, to
go swimming. When I was swimming under the water, I saw this person again. I
screamed for a long time and my siblings were very worried, and me too, of
course. I went very fast to my house and I closed the door very fast, too.
Afterwards, my siblings went to the house to ask me what happened, but I didn´t
say anything. I put on my pajamas and I went to my bed to sleep. This day was
very difficult for me.
The last day, I went to my bedroom
and I saw myself in the mirror, and… I was very fat! And I weigh only 48 kg. I
was very surprised again… I felt a terrible pain. So, I went to the hospital to
ask what had happened to my body. And three days later the doctor assured me that
I was pregnant…
It was impossible!
I didn't do anything, but I was
very worried. For 5 days I didn't talk to hardly anyone. But one day, I went to
the forest (I always go to the forest, because I hate the city because they are
many noises and many people) with my crocodile and I saw again it, the ghost…
I was very worried and I didn't
know what do… So, I fainted. Two hours later, more or less, she said that I had
that woken up. "She" is a person? She is a ghost! The same ghost that
I saw at the window in my high school!
She started to talk in English,
and I understood all the words, of course, but I was very bad and I vomited on
her dress, but she was not angry. She saw me all the time and she started to
repeat all the things that she said before, but I didn´t listen at all. She
said that she was very worried for her daughter. She had wanted her daughter for
seven days, more or less, the same days that I felt very strange things.
Shortly after she saw my gut and she asked me for the baby, I answered that I
didn´t know why I had a baby. So, she started to get very angry and she put her
hand on my gut, and she saw that… In my gut was her baby! My baby was a ghost?
I was very surprised and nervous.
Suddenly, there was another ghost
... he was the father of her daughter! He said that she could not have a child
because her daughter would not have a good future since it is a ghost. She
began to cry, too. He knew he could see it, but it would not be the same.
Little by little he understood that
everything was about the future of her daughter, nothing else mattered. And I
was the one, but why? I did not know, all I knew is that I was just 16 years
old and I had to care a child. And the next month, I had to tell my parents, because
my gut was getting too big. I told them it was an accident and they were
surprised, but nobody knows the real story, only you and me.
Today, three years later, the
child is 2 years 3 months old, and I do not care how all these things happened because
my daughter is the best thing in my life.
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