Friday, 8 November 2013

I Come From

I Come From

I come from holidays on the islands
Every year from the tiny age of one
BBQs on the beach
Melting marshmallows over the fire
I come from roasts every Sunday
Fighting over mum or dads roast potatoes
Asking why no Yorkshire puddings?

Commentary On Flash Fiction

The way I started to write my flash fiction was by coming up with an original idea inside our topic of Halloween. I came up with the idea of people having a go and do an ouija board through researching Halloween and seeing someone talk about them. This inspired me to do my story about one that went wrong. I hate reading a story with a boring start and with the short word count so wanted to get straight to the dilemma of a story and to the exciting part. I decided that by starting with the capital letters and explanation marks with “BOO!!” it made it exciting from the beginning. I then put Mona saying the idea of playing in fairly soon to get to the problem faster.

I organised it in the structure of beginning, middle and end because I wanted it to be realistic so it could appear more like a real life story which would make it scarier. Through making it more realistic I wanted my characters to be similar to real life and I feel like I did this through having a more dominant person in the group as that is realistic.

In my story I put text in italics to be Mona’s thoughts. The reason I did this was to contrast her character from how she appears to the other girls to her feelings in the inside to the reader so they would understand her character better. By doing that I showed that she isn’t completely fearless and she can be wrong like everyone else.

 

Halloween Flash Fiction

“BOO!!”

“AHHHHHHHH” Hope shrieked at the top of her lungs whilst Tegan, Mona and Faye cried their eyes out with laughter. It was Halloween night and the four girls were staying at Tegan’s house, alone.
“Girls, you’ll never guess what I brought for us to do” Mona stated to the others with a mysterious grin. “I took my sisters Ouija board, we have to do it!” All the girl’s faces showed a mixture of eager and anxious at the same time.
“Isn’t it dangerous?” Faye hesitantly enquired.
“Na don’t be stupid, it’s a laugh! Come on, don’t be a bore” Mona abruptly replied. She was the leader of the pack and it was common knowledge that you don’t over power her; the girls knew this and so they set up the board. The lights were dimmed and a candle was lit next to the board that was positioned in the centre of the circle formed by their bodies with a glass placed upside down upon it. Silence fell.
Mona led and asked “is anyone there?” Nothing happened. Faye let out a deep breath displaying a sigh of relief. Mona’s head turned and she looked with spite at her, it had to work now she bitterly thought... come on take two. “Is anyone there?!”
Movement. Sudden movement. Yes. The glass stirred creeping nearer to the “no”. Abruptly a change of direction back towards “yes”. Eyes around the board widened. Closer and closer to “yes” the glass went. A gust of wind swept through the room. The glass then halted faster towards “no” again before swerving around it in a perfect circle and finishing smoothly on the part of the wooden board with the letters carved “Yes”. A timid gasp came out of Mona’s mouth; even she didn’t really believe it would work. Now it had she had no choice but to carry on.
“How many people are there in this room?”
“No, no don’t ask that!!!” Faye let escape her mouth under no control.
“I second that.”
Movement. Sudden movement. Once again it twitched away from the “yes” carved on the board and second by second floated over to a “4” along the bottom of the board. “Well that’s a relief” Oh.
She spoke too soon.
The glass continued, after resting over “4” for a few seconds, along the bottom of the board. A sudden change of direction shook the girls along with the window suddenly jolting open. They were all halted in their positions holding hands for comfort with fear plastered over their faces. How many really are in here?! I shouldn’t have even asked. BANG. The living room door slammed open just as the glass finished jolting around the board and sat on “1”. “There are 41 people in here?!” Mona screamed.
The glass flew over to the “yes” on the board at the speed of light. “HOW DO YOU STOP THE GLASS MOVING?!” The glass continued to dart around spelling out the letters “Y O U C A N T” one by one. The doors and windows in the room were as active as flames continuously slamming shut and open.

Maybe we shouldn’t have played.