Fallen Giants
Oliver Godbee Year 7
Spindly fingers of branches Entwine the fallen giants Nets of moss evergreen Barren areas Surround majestic yew trees Warzones of nature
Murder at Mere Pond
William Barter-Sheppard Year 7
obert paced up and down the hallway of his house. Since there had been no church-going members of Oldmere for the Sunday morning service, he had long since retired to the quiet, dimly-lit rooms of his home. It was the night of the circus and Robert Royston had a lot on his mind. Hours later, Robert sat meditating. ‘Oh God, give me strength! My divorce has provoked me and my anger has triggered me! Oh God, I pray that you are on my side!’ Out of the corner of his eye he spotted the most recent edition of the local paper. Margaret Reid was the headline. Robert got up at once and walked over to the newspaper. He read: ‘Maggie’s done it again! The County star’s come back!’ That was enough for Robert. Without a second’s thought, he ripped up the paper and stormed out of the living room. After he had calmed down somewhat, Mr Royston proceeded to look once more at his plan; he had spent several weeks studying the timetables of the Oldmere residents. He was working out when people came home from work, when people walked their dogs around Mere Pond, even when the school released its chattering, eagle-eyed children. Robert felt rather proud of his whole plan; it had taken him a long time to come up with. As the sun’s light faded and darkness spread over the village, Robert decided to make a move. He looked out of the window. Somewhere, tonight, someone would die. Robert slipped out of the back door of the Vicarage and glanced up and down: no- one. As silent as mist, he tiptoed across the street. He had also packed a rope under his jacket. The cold air almost magnified the sounds and Robert could hear his own breath. The street lamps illuminated the street and loomed like giants. As he crossed Low Street, Robert froze. A car chugged down the road. It was headed for him. Luckily, the car continued to rattle into the distance. It slowed for a second turning the corner, and then it was gone. R
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