Stories from students at Tikipunga High School Year 10

Included in the parcel by Lilicherie McGregor, Whangarei, New Zealand

“Short stories written by the students – work in progress kindly given in their unfinished state.
If anyone would like to send a story to these NZ students that would be cool.
Send to email: lilicherie@koretheatre.com “, best wishes Lilicherie
(taken from Lilicherie’s notes in the notebook.)



A Journey into the Deep


It was a cool calm silent night. No one was in sight. The moon shone brightly on her forehead; the stars twinkled high above, shimmering in her dozy hazel eyes. Small little bugs flew around her small button nose; the soft breeze flowed though her light wavy hair.

Her rosy cheeks lit up as she wriggled about, drifting away into nothing but the calm dark blue sea. The sea was as calm as the sky; the light reflecting on the water was remarkable as she had not seen such a sigh before.

She was joined by the presence of fear, having no idea what was happening, drifting far away from the sight of man. Light splashes of small fish were flapping around the lost raft she was in. Sounds echoing from afar, sounding like they were coming closer and closer by the second.

The adrenaline within her piled up as the creature making the sound appeared. It was not human it was not a boat. It was something she had never seen before. Her hazel eyes became enhanced as the shape came closer to her.

She was shocked by what she saw.

She reached her hand out to touch this creature. The skin felt slimy and scaly; she slowly moved her hand higher towards the head. Its eyes were big and bold. She slowly took her hand away and the creature slowly darted off into the sea.

By Mariu Taua. J



The crowded and energy driven crowd all cheered in the blazing inferno released from the golden and blinding sun.
They all prepared for what was to be an event that would surely be heard throughout the ages and would be considered to be a gathering of pure divinity and an enlightening experience.

Upon the arrival of the deities, which personified pure rock, the roar of the crow shot through very crevice and every hole, shattering through every dimension known to man. It shook the heavens, awoken all the gods of Valhalla and echoed around the winds of Mt. Olympus.

As their eyes shimmered amongst the awe of the crowd, they prepared themselves for what is to become the most historical part of everyone’s life.
As they were announced all the members inspected their instruments before walking in to the blinding spotlight of fame and fortune.
They started off with a bang guided by the audience and their way cry of pleasure, but something was completely wrong, a small numbingly and catastrophic mistake which could bring them all to a sure and impending doom.

It was as if Loki had committed his trickery or as if Satan had their souls in possession, for the group was in control of the unknown sorcery of pure evil, corruption and insanity.
The unearthly riffs were piercing through the eardrums of every human sending them into a world-wide-scale riot of pure bloodlust and hypnotism.

The was drums pounded with every beat shaking the earth to its very breaking point almost leading to the ultimate destruction of mankind and every living thing on the planet. The vibrations given off from the Bass broke the continents into pieces and made islands crumble into the deep abyss for all the evil deities and every nightmare you could think of on a feeding frenzy of souls.

The shattering whirlwind of screams swept across the universe at the speed of unknown limits and disrupted the space continuum itself. But as they were combining their efforts they were consumed by an unknown force.

As they shot through the fiery depths of the underworld and through the abyss of unimaginable horror, they were consulted by the higher order of control, which was immeasurable beyond belief.
They were given a privilege, which was too immense to handle for any man. They were considered The Supreme Creators and The Devouring entities but were beyond the control of the higher order and were sentenced to a near eternity of confinement.

TO BE CONTINUED

By Douglas Karanga
NZ Rules.





Is it a very hot day! Eddie bunked second period and went to the shops to get him a drink. As he was walking back to school he looked to his corner of his eye and saw that a pig was pulling up next to him. He hesitated, looked away and ran for his life…As he ran and jumped over the nearest wooden fence he saw. He heard a faint voice saying, “Oi you get back here.” Eddie ran through a big mud puddle getting his new black and white Nike’s dirty. When he couldn’t hear sounds he stopped to take a breath. He had stopped by a bush where no one could see him so he got out his pipe and smoked some marijuana. He said it is his stress relief.


By Breeze.





The life of Miley and Jake.

One day in the big city Miley and Jake were at their home. Their home was a cardboard box big enough for two. All of a sudden it started to rain. They pulled their cardboard box under a porch by a building. $20 floated passed in a puddle. It was about to go down a drain but Jake just got it. So Miley and Jake went to the lottery shop and brought them a big Wednesday ticket. The next day they found out they won while looking through a house window. They were so excited that when they took the ticket in no one believed them, everyone thought they had stole the ticket but then the lady who had sold the ticket to them walked in and told everyone that she was the one who sold the ticket to them. So everything that they had won from the big Wednesday ticket was eventually sold to them. They had won a boat, a 4WD ranger and Audi sports car. That had also won a batch, 2 million dollars and a platinum card with $250,000 dollars in it. They wanted to be generous so they donated to SPCA for giving them the cardboard box when they had nothing. So they had donated 1,000,000 to help the animals get better homes for the animals. All the news reporters started to surround them and asking them questions about their generous donation. Later that week they decided that they wanted to travel the world.


The End

By Richard Wihongi




The girl that was in trouble.


The night was bitterly cold. The only light came from the distant windows of the town in the valley. A soft unpleasant yellow glow illuminating the smoke from a hundred fires. Jacob drew his thin nylon parker around him and shivered. From where he stood on top of the hill he could see her house. She was home alone. As Jacob tried to call her he heard no response so he leaped off the hill. And ran into the yellow light close to the valley. There was the girl laying in the dust as the cold breeze touching her warm nose. As she wept he rushed over and picked her up and took her into her house Jacob tried to wake her up she got up and said to Jacob - who are you - Jacob replies - my name is Jacob. I was standing on the hill outside my house and all I could see was you laying on the ground so I rushed over to help you cos I thought you were in trouble so what is your name?- The girl replies – My name is Kylie and I was not in trouble I just wanted to sleep under the shining stars cos every night I just sit outside on the grass and look at the stars till my parents get home - Jacob waited with Kylie till her parents came home from work. Kylie introduced Jacob to her parents then Jacob went home. So him and Kylie always watch the stars every night. So that’s the end of the story.


Mina