This week’s 100 Word Challenge is inspired by our geometry work this week.
I can’t wait to read them and share them in class!
Miss T
This week’s 100 Word Challenge is inspired by our geometry work this week.
I can’t wait to read them and share them in class!
Miss T
Reflections
The sun was shining. Families having picnics, no cloud in the sky and children running around in shorts and short sleeved t-shirts. It was boiling and no one was spotted in their home, they were all seen outside, playing and chatting. Winter was over; it had gone away resting until the New Year. The golden light was out, finally showing itself after all these months. Screams of laughter were heard, smiles were slapped on people’s faces and dogs were free. People looked down, seeing an upside down version of them. Swans gracefully swam around and a mirror reflected their beauty.
My job interview was today. I was very nervous, even though I had been practicing for almost a month. I looked at my reflection, pretending that it was the big boss and that she was trying to catch me out, asking every single question there was. I think I would have got the job if it was real but then, something happened. The mirror talked back. I froze, too scared to move, too scared to do anything. My reflection had a mind of its own. I put out my hand my fingers shaking and that’s when she pulled me in
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN
I went back home after school, it was another day full of sadness. I came home with my dad on the sofa crying, he still hadn’t got over Susie (my dad’s sister). She had died by committing suicide after her true love had died. I comforted dad and then went up to the attic, the best place to stay when you feel all alone. I sat in the corner next a rusty old mirror, it had a note on the side saying,
Here is a present for you and Cathy
Love Susie
I scrubbed the mirror and looked at my reflection.
I gazed into the mirror. I didn’t know if my life was worth living, as I stared my reflection changed. My humble pyjamas morphed into uniform, my worn slippers into polished boots. But most of all my eyes, what I witnessed that day was embroidered in my pupils. A Nazi screaming at innocent people, threatening helpless children. Saying they would shoot. The gunshot once again rang in my ears, the image of pools of blood flashed in my mind. The worst part, that soldier was me. I didn’t know who I was anymore. I couldn’t even trust my own reflection.
Steel, water and mirrors, you can see your reflection in all of those things. “Mirrored” is another word for reflection. Mirrors are most commonly used to reflect something. They use mirrors in modelling, maths and art. It’s used in many things. Some people are known as vain which means they are in love with them selves. There’s a Greek legend about a person who was vain, but that’s another story to be told. There are some mirrors in fairs that are shaped weirdly on purpose to make you look funny. But mirrors reflect and that’s all you need to know.
As I stared into the glassy lake, I heard shouts, faint and distant. “Come back Penelope, don’t stand close to the water.” I didn’t listen. Something pulled me there. An invisible robe tugging. Every time I tried to turn away, the rope would squeeze my chest. The ripples were mesmerising, they change the reflection into a watery godess. It was beautiful, so beautiful. I couldn’t stop staring. Suddenly I saw it, a glassy hand reaching to me. I leant forward. Again anguished screams from behind. I slipped into the water. Weed swirled everywhere. An undiscovered world lay before me. But, but the hand let go. I was falling into a dark pit. I was scared, we’re was mummy. I hate you water!
Sorry I got really carried away……….again.
I look at my reflection through the glassy lake . Everything seems different although it is basically a mirror. It is like another dimension as if my own reflection is looking at me, it almost looks like if I go in to the water I will be in a whole new world . It is a copy of everything it’s like a shadow or like when your looking in the mirror and it copy’s your every move . It looks like a piece of wonderfully beautiful artwork . Like every thing is topsy turvy and upside down . It made sense the world look peculiar in a lovely way.