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Welcome to our Boo-tiful Competition 2015!

This year our theme was a bit different!

We asked our students to create a Halloween construction or craft by using food cans in order to support our older students’ participation in World Wonder Day…because when kids wonder, wonders can happen!

Nick Smith was a hermit who lived alone in a decrepit mansion at the edge of town.  Rumors were rife about the wild-eyed man.  Some folks said that he was a magician who called upon the powers of darkness to wreck havoc upon his neighbors.  Others called him a mad doctor who could restore life to foul corpses from the local cemetery.  No respectable citizen in town had anything to do with Nick Smith.
 

Then one year a new family moved to town with a lovely daughter, Mary, who caught Nick Smith’s eye. He showered the maiden with gifts goblets of pure gold, necklaces of pearl, and a pot of daisies that never dropped a single petal. Despite the gifts, Mary fell in love with another, George, a handsome young man just home from university. A week after meeting they eloped, leaving behind a stunned Nick Smith. 
 

When Mary and Geoffrey returned from the elopement, they threw a big ball and invited everyone in town. While Mary was waltzing with her father, she heard a  clap of thunder. Lightning flashed again and again. Suddenly, the double doors blew open and a breeze whirled in, bringing with it the smell of dead, decaying things. Nick Smith loomed in the doorway, pupils gleaming red with anger. He was followed by the grotesque figures of the dead, who came marching two by two into the room. Their eye sockets glowed with blue fire as they surrounded the room.
Two of the corpses captured George and threw him down at the feet of their lord. Red eyes gleaming, Nick Smith drew a silver-bladed knife and casually cut the bridegroom’s throat from ear to ear. Mary screamed and ran forward, pushing through the foul, stinking corpses of the dead, and flung herself upon her dying husband. 
 

“Kill us both,” she cried desperately. 
 

But Nick Smith  plucked in the lass out of the pool of blood surrounding her dead husband and carried her out into the thundering night. Behind him, the army of the dead turned from the grizzly scene and followed their master. The sounds of thunder and lightning faded away as the alchemist and his dead companions disappeared into the dark night. 
 

George’s father and Mary’s father gathered a small mob and followed the evil hermit, intent upon saving Mary. When they searched Nick Smith’s house, they found it completely empty save for a light, which shone from a series of mysterious globes that bobbed near the ceiling of each room. Nick Smith had vanished. 
 

Search parties scoured the countryside for days, but turned up nothing. George was buried in the local cemetery, and the dance hall was torn down. No one in town spoke about what had happened, and no one dared imagine what had become of poor Mary. 
 

A year to the day after the ball, a timid knock sounded upon the door of Mary’s parents’ home. When her father opened it, he saw a gaunt, gray figure on the stoop. Her eyes were dull with exhaustion and pain. It was Mary! Her tongue had been cut out so she couldn’t speak.  But when she produced a knife from her tattered garments—the knife with a silver blade that they had last seen in the hands of Nick Smith— the gleam of satisfaction in Mary’s eyes told them that the streaks of blood that coated the knife were those of Nick Smith. That night, Mary died in her sleep with a peaceful smile upon her ravaged face. 

It was Halloween night. One girl and one boy went to neighbours to collect candies and sweets. After a time, they went to one scary house. They knocked on the door and the door is opened. Children were going to the house and after that, no yone saw these children. After two months some people saw these children but children were zombies. People run, run but all the town were with zombies. Zombies bite people and after that the town was zombie town. kyriakos C1 NEON Aegina

                                                      “The Plague Maiden”

        This is a story to be read around a fire with good company on a stormy night, by those who believe that life is no fun without a good scare. Those  who are faint of heart be warned, however. Darkness dwells within these words, ready to pull you down into the abyss of your own soul.

        Love…such a strange feeling…and dangerous. It makes us do irrational and illogical things to protect those who are bound to us through it, often at our personal cost. And it is with love, this story both begins and ends: the love of a father for his daughter and the love of a common fisherman for a high-born lady.

       Our story begins in the island kingdom of Skellige, on Fyke island, home of Jarl Jon Belegson, renowned warrior, caring lord and good man. He made his fortune like most of his countrymen, collecting taxes from the traders and merchants sailing his waters, boarding and looting pirate ships and escorting treasure fleets. It was during one of those escort missions that he met Lord Vserad, a rather wealthy farmer from the mainland who had wed his way into aristocracy. During the voyage, the two became close friends and Lord Vserad offered the Jarl a job as his Master-at-Arms. He was unaware though that “Jarl” is a title of royalty in Skellige and was terribly ashamed after finding out. To his surprise, the Jarl accepted the invitation to visit his tower on the mainland, sinced he longed to explore the known world.

          Soon after they returned to the mainland, war between the kings of North and South erupted. Being a Nord, Lord Vserad had his garrison trained by Jon and ordered Alexander, his mage, to prepare for anything. A secretive and eccentric man, Alexander. He had arrived at Vserad’s gates when the Catriona disease was taking out his subjects like flies in winter. He had offered his expertise as an epidemiologist in exchange for enough crowns to buy him a decent laboratory. Both men kept their word and as a precaution, Lord Vserad decided to keep Alexander as his mage.

        The laboratory was built on the top floor of the lord’s tower, the safest environment for Alexander’s experiments on the corpses of those who succumbed to the Catriona, a disease he was planning to weaponise using rats as incubators. Rats…omnivorous with cannibalistic instincts and numerous immunities to toxins. The perfect infiltrators…and assassins.

        The war went on for half a year and got progressively worse. More taxes on the common folk, criminals on the loose and fewer food sources-in general, hard times to be a lord. And harder still, if the lord’s daughter were to fall in love with a fisherman from the nearest village. Annabelle and Graham were proof that the seed of love can sprout and blossom even on a bloodied field. And if the war hadn’t made the villagers restless, they would have got their way.

        One day, an armed mob sacked the keep, killed the lord, the mage and the servants and despite Graham’s efforts, tried to rape Annabelle before she drunk from a vial Alexander had given her and collapsed.

        The peasants tore the tower apart and left Graham to mourn his beloved and her family. Word of Alexander’s work had reached his ears and out of fear for his life, he left the dead unburied, to keep company with the rats. Hours later, Annabelle awoke unable to move, a side effect of the sleeping potion she had consumed. The room was dark but she could see pairs of red eyes closing in on her.

        A warm piece of meat placed on the cold floor was what the rats saw. At first, they nibbled at her to check if she was edible. Then, once they got the taste of blood in their mouths, they bit and clawed their way through her body, her skin, her gut and her skin again. They picked her bones clean in minutes and thanks to the potion, she could feel everything, from the first bite to the last.

       Graham knew not of the potion’s true nature and thought his love had taken poison to escape the villager’s cruelty and so, he cursed them and their children to be unable to find peace after death. There has always been power  stored in words and in those, there lay a dark seed that started stretching its roots throughout the stronghold , draining the goodness of the wandering souls and especially Annabelle’s, whose death had triggered the curse.

        Anger, hatred, loss and a magic-bound disease. The new rulers of Lord Vserad’s stronghold, alongside a spectre unlike the others haunting the tower. She would dispose of any looter and bandit who would dare venture too close to the tower. She was a Plague Maiden or a Pesta, as some call them. Like all spectres, she could hover above the ground and move freely through all sorts of matter. Her body belonged to a woman who had died from famine, her skin flayed and bits of muscle still attached to her bones. And her tongue…as long as her thin raven black hair. Packs of mice and rats followed her and swarms of carrion flies nested in her ribcage. A witcher  offered to hear her out and uncovered her former identity-Annabelle.

        The witcher was hired by a sorceress to cleanse the tower and rid the villagers of the curse. His name was Geralt of Rivia and he was kind enough to reunite the two lovers. Before she had  drunk the potion, Annabelle had seen Graham pushing the other villagers aside in order to reach her and was so hurt and furious when she learned that he hadn’t avenged her death. She thought he had forsaken her. When the witcher told Graham that Annabelle was more or less alive, he rushed towards the tower filled with joy, but he was not prepared for wht he saw. Graham thought that the curse was his doing and it could only be lifted if the Maiden was to be forgiven for her appearance. Graham crossed the boundary by kissing her, thus returning her to her original form. But the price they paid was great, since shortly afterwards, both their bodies hit the floor  with a thud, lifeless vessels. However, the witcher knew that they could now live their love in the afterlife.

                                                                     THE END

Panagiotis Stavropoulos Neon Aigina copyright 2015-2016

     On Halloween night , four young girls were walking down a lonely street , when they passed by an old church. Standing outside was a man dressed in a clown costume. He asked the girls if they had seen his puppy. When they said that they hadn’t seen it , the man asked them to help him find the dog. The girls agreed to help in the search and the man led them into the old church.      As soon as they went through the door the man locked it behind him , trapping them in the old building. The girls realized that they had been tricked , but it was too late !      The man tied the girls up and kept them in the old church for hours. He did cruel things to them and their screams echoed off the marbled walls. After he had his fun the poor unfortunate girls thought he would let them go. But they were wrong. He killed them one by one and then escaped into the night. People who saw the clown walking down the street didn’t think anything of it , because it was Halloween night and many people were wearing costumes. If only they had known that his clown costume was red because it was covered in blood.      The next morning , the local priest was surprised to find the church doors were unlocked. He went inside and , in the darkness , he heard a mysterious sound. He quickly turned on all the lights in the church and gasped in horror at the terrifying sight that met his eyes.      The dripping sound was coming from the headless bodies of four young girls that were hanging upside – down from the rafters. Their blood was dripping down from their neck forming a pool on the alter.      So , if a man ever comes up to you and asks you to help him find his lost puppy , remember this story !!! Vassiliki Hasi  Proficiency  English School Nikoleta Tsoukala

It was Halloween day!!All the children in my neighborhood were dressed in scary costumes and were walking around, saying “Trick or treat?”, while at the same time they were trying to collect as much sweets and candies as they could. Nothing was out of the ordinary……The night spended in a quite fun way and so everybody after have celebrated the Halloween night, went to sleep. It was midnight, when suddenly the bell of our house rang. All the members of my family got awake. We were quite curious and afraid of who was at the door, so we all together went to open the door, in a coward way. Finally we opened the door and we surprisingly saw a woman lying in front of the door of our house. She had blood in every part of her body and she was dressed in black. The moment that we saw her, we started screaming and shouting. We didn’t know what to do. The woman seemed to be dead and this really frightened us very much.As you couldn’t do something else, we called the police. Fortunately, the police arrived very quickly. They assured us that the woman was dead, but no one knew why this poor lady was dead. After this event finished, we went inside our house and all together we sat in our living room.We had quite calmed down after this shock and so, we decided to go to sleep, when suddenly we heard somebody knocking the door. We were really praying not to happen something bad. We opened the door and imagine what we saw!…… The woman who was considered to be dead, the policemen and all our neighbours, were all laughing by the trick that they had made us. This time we felt quite angry with them, but within some minutes, we all together started laughing. This was the best and also the most scary Halloween day ever!!!! Ioanna, C1 Mesologi Language School Nikoleta Tsoukala

Halloween Birthday

261 babies are born every minute in the world. Amanda, a 10-year-old girl was born on 31^st of October, on Halloween. Every year, she was having a party on that particular day, but nobody ever came because they were going for “trick or treat”. She was so sad and felt lonely !   One day, she decided to destroy Halloween in her town, by stealing all the candies at the local candy factory. So the night before Halloween, she sneaked into the factory. Suddenly she heard a strange noise coming out from the machine room. A man appeared in front of her and asked her what she was doing there, in the middle of the night. Amanda started to cry and admitted that she wanted to destroy all the candies so that nobody could celebrate Halloween! The man, whose name, was Jack, was a guardian at the factory and was also born on Halloween Day. Jack suggested to Amanda that she could make her birthday party the night before Halloween, so that all her friends could come.    Amanda was very grateful for Jack’s suggestion and she agreed to follow his advice. Now like all her friends in town, she was going finally to celebrate her birthday!  

     It was Halloween night and lots of children were wearing scary costumes and were walking all around their neighbourhoods to collect candies and sweets.      That night four children Sam,Dean,Bob and Mary after they had collected lots of candies and sweets decided to go home and have fun .As they were walking back home,they heard a strange voice which was coming from the cemetery.At that moment the lights were turning off and on,the wind was howling and the door of the cemetery was creacking.”Let’s go home quckly.” Bob and Mary said .”Come on! Don’t be afraid.Let’s go to see what was that.” Sam said.      When they went closer to the cemetery,they saw a young woman who was wearing a long white dress and she had blood on her arms.Tears were falling down her face.”Are you OK?What are you doing here?” Sam asked.”Look at there.” she said with a horrifying voice.They saw the phrase “I live here.” written with blood.”Let’s go !!! She’s a ghost!”Dean said,but she closed the door and she said “Where are you going?You will stay here for ever! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”      After that,they disappeared.Their parents are still looking for them but they believe they wiil never be found again. Nikolitsa Solomou   B2 Nikoleta Tsoukala    Mesologi

Once upon a time ,there were two boys in 1965. One of the boys died because of the other . And then the dead boy haunted the other boy. The phone of the other boy rang and a voice said "I'll kill you ".The boy was very scared and he went to watch tv. But then , the dead boy knocked on the window and there were dead people and spooky monsters with him. Then the boy ran to the cemetery and all the dead people were waiting  for the boy to kill him. And then , the boy died and now i don't see thiS boy again.  

 

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!