Winner stories & writings 2016

Nuestros alumnos están llenos de imaginación y buenas ideas cuándo se trata de escribir una historia, y más si es para un concurso de Halloween. Estos son los ganadores de esta edición: ¡Felicidades!

Children: Iu Banqueri (Youngsters 3)

I am a knight without a head. My name is Roberto. I live in an old castle next to a school. Today everyone was talking about Halloween. I can smell a bad smell. All of the people are eating sweets, cupcakes and monster fruit.

My preparation for monster fruit:

Ingredients:

Kiwi , Corn, Plum

 Preparation:

First, cut the kiwi- face

Next, cut a piece of red plum in the kiwi- tongue

Then, take the corn and put it into the kiwi- teeth

After that, put on plastic eyes

Finally, serve and enjoy!!

 

Suddenly, the knight farts and everyone disappears.

 

Junior to Lower Intermediate group: Chelo Pérez (lower interm)

Some time ago Joe and his friends decided to spend Halloween night in an old cottage in the woods. They decided to walk through the forest. Suddenly, the sky turned dark and a heavy storm surprised them.

They ran towards the cottage. When they arrived, there wasn’t any light. So they lit a fire in the fireplace. At that moment they realised that Henry wasn’t there. They left to go look for him. They saw the rain turn red. They were worried and shouted BLOOD, BLOOD, BLOOD!!!

They returned in a hurry to the cottage and saw an awful shadow, they were scared and trembling. Unexpectedly, the light switched and Henry had arrived by the back door.

Everything was a shock. Henry explained to them that the red rain was the paint off the roof that was newly painted.

 

Intermediate to FCE group: Ainhoa Muñoz (intermediate)

My shadow is not like others, it’s different and strange. My shadow is not mine. Where is the person of my supposed shadow?

I’m afraid to look at myself in the mirror, because I know she appears. I turned into something that is not human. I’m changing. I’m not leaving the house; I’m scared of the world. Am I going mad? The weeks are passing too slowly for me. I’m losing weight. Also, the colours are looking different to me, they’re changing. The water is as red as blood and my arms are more pale and dark.

Christmas day is coming soon, the presents and family too.

My parents are ringing the doorbell. I open the door to them. They don’t see me. I feel strange, is something bad happening right now? I am stretched on the floor, it’s cold. They are treading on me. I’m crushed, I’m a shadow. I hear my last shadow; she’s talking to me. She is saying “choose your next victim”.

I look, I start to see the shade completely disappear.