Fiction
Winning EntryChinese Circus By Essie Opie, Year 10, The Netherhall School
“A fresh take on the classic dream story, we loved the way this piece blurred the boundaries between the real and the imagined. The vivid…
ViewWinning EntryI Don’t Like TeaBy Isla Linsdell, Year 9, Linton Village College
“This piece stood out for the way in which the author dealt so confidently with challenging subject matter; we admired the use of simple language…
ViewArtificially, Snakes and LaddersBy Oren Charles Thorne, Year 8, Linton Village College
In making something, you need to have the ability to actually make it. In other cases, there is much more complicated theory behind it. Sometimes…
ViewMòinteach [Moorland]By Rose Sparrow, Year 10, Bottisham Village College
She had left only a quarter-hour ago, yet was already soaked to the bone. Water trickled over her eyes, seeking her thoughts, demanding undivided attention.…
ViewThe Mechanism(Prologue) By Filipe Golin Year 10, Bottisham Village College
It was dark. The humidity made his shirt stick to his skin. A thick fog covered the passageway. The bitter air made his eyes sting,…
ViewGlowing ChalkBy William Murlis, Year 9, Sawston Village College
There is a man who drives along a road that hasn’t been used for a long time. He picks up hitchhikers along this road. He…
ViewThe LibraryBy Kinsha Dave, Year 11, Sawston Village College
Dust-shot sunlight entered the Library through the windows on the ceiling and walls, as if vibrant galaxies had shattered in fragments and now adorned the…
ViewMountain ViewBy Evan Dowzell, Year 7, Bottisham Village College
The wind blows hard in this enchanted place. I have been here for centuries, standing my ground. I fall asleep with a white blanket covering…
ViewDrowningBy Sophie Palmer, Year 7, Linton Village College
“We’re going to die. We’re going to die. Oh, my god, help us!” Emily shrieked, grabbing onto me like I was her life ring. “Breathe,…
ViewHow My Life Changed ForeverBy Trudi Love-Howes, Year 7, Linton Village College
There was a thunderous bang, then a deafening silence. My ears rang with a screeching noise. I could just make out my brother’s deep muffled…
ViewRunning MemoriesBy Eliska O’Brien, Year 7, Linton Village College
Heart throbbing, teeth clenched, blood pumping — running — we all run from something in our life. I’m running from someone, chasing me with blue…
ViewThe Trench TrudgeBy Lydia Foote, Year 7, Linton Village College
I trudge half-heartedly through the sludge, the fields of upturned earth and musty rust of the barbed wire fences. We hear the cry of dawn…
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