Tomb Writing

Tomb writing

For writing this week we were given a picture then had to write a story around the photo. We could write a descriptive story, a report or we could use our imagination. I deiced to write a story using my imagination. Here is the photo we had to use any my story - 

I wake up feeling hot and sticking. I open my eyes and sit straight up. I see only dry, hot, golden sand. I can't remember how I had gotten there, I checked my watch. It is 11:37 on the 28th of May 1967. I don’t remember anything about the last two days. I start to panic. I'm confused, angry and scared. Was my memory erased or have I been lying here for days? These are questions racing through my head. I hear something then I realise it is my stomach growling for food like a lion who has been starved for days. My throat is dry, I have never been so thirsty in my life. I turn around hoping to see some sign of life. But I only see a weird shaped stone structure. Somehow I knew what it was, it was tomb. I don’t know why but I found myself walking towards it. There are symbols all over the structure except for the handle which was made from bone, rope and stone.

I open the door and the loud sound of the creek fills my ears. Dust rushes from the open door, like a flood of water gushing out of a broken pipe. I walk inside with no feeling of worry. It’s the first time sense I have woken up that I feeling like everything will be alright. Shamsh!! The door slams behind me, I start to panic again. I run towards the door but it won’t open or even move, it’s like magic. In the tomb it’s dark, dusty and hard to breath, I keep coughing. The only light there is,is the light beaming from the crack in the stone door, In the tomb all I see is a long stone corridor with symbols filling the wall. I find myself walking down it. I turn at the corner and there is a stone coffin with a single letter on the top. M.


I had another overwhelming feeling like I had when I walked towards the tomb. The feeling took over my entire body. I couldn't stop myself from opening the coffin. It was hard and heavy, the lid of the coffin. I never thought any one human could possibly move it but somehow, I did. I couldn't see what was in the coffin other than an outline of the person's body. The feeling was gone, I was free, I could control my own body again. I ran and fell to the ground. I had run into a stone wall. My head was bleeding now.

The way I had come in was gone, I was stuck in a stone cold, square room filled with dust struggling to breath. I was too busy trying to stop the blood dripping down my face, while I was on ground to realize something was wrong, but then I did. I walked back over to the coffin but there was nothing in it, anymore. I hear a sound from behind me, I turn around and the black outline of the figure that was in the coffin was coming towards me, but not like they were walking, like they were gliding. I screamed louder then I have ever in my entire life, but that was the moment I realized my life was over...

What's in the news this week?

What was unusual sight did Waikato residents see in the Piako river 10km inland? A Pod of dolphins

The pod of dolphins seen cruising kilometres up a Waikato river were likely following their stomachs.

The behaviour of the estimated 60 dolphins surprised the bystanders and scientists, who say their actions highlighted how much there was still to learn about the marine mammals.

On Monday, the dolphins - some around 2.5m long - made their way from the Firth of Thames up the Piako River and were spotted in Ngatea, an inland swim of 12km.

Niwa marine mammal scientist Dr Krista Hupman said telling by the shape of the dolphins' fins, they appeared to be either bottlenose or common dolphins, though both species swimming in an pod together is extremely rare.

I think this really interesting, and I wish I was there when it happened. This just proves that we don't know everything about every thing. There are still things we haven't discovered.