Entry Log 1

Im using real kids fomr my class in this. Just letting you know.

Day One           June 6, 2011

 

            My name is Eliza Grace, I'm 13 years old, and my friends and I are trapped in a school with about 50 other kids. Give or take a few. There are no teachers, no priciplas, no custodians, nobody but us. All trapped here like lab rats.

            So in other words, we're screwed. We have no supervision, we have some food, but no way to get to it, half a hundred strong minded kids, and we're in a school. We're so screwed.

 

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             It's 9:47 p.m. our first day is over, but I have feeling that though this day is done, the "expirement" (as I'm calling it) is very far from being over and done with. Anyways, I might as well clue you in to what happened today, because soon, I'm sure, you're going to be the only one I trust.

 

             Anyways, let's begin, shall we? I hopped off my bus and walked through the school doors, I automatically felt something was wrong. Our principals weren't waiting to greet us, and there weren't as many students. I was suddenly wary, I stood my the door, trying to decide whether to stay, or to run. I decided I would go to my math class because my math teacher was Mrs. Burris, also known as Auntie Kathy to me. She would know what's up.

         

              But as I walked up the hallway the feeling of unease intensified. I couldn't see any teachers in their class rooms. I started running up to Auntie Kathy's room, but the little sprak of hope I was feeling was exstinguished when I realized she wasn't in her room either.

 

               That's about the time I first had my suspisions that this was an expirement, for I had day dreamed about this type of situation quite a lot.

 

                I decided that my first step of action should be to round up all the kids in the autitorium, and I also realized that they wont do what I tell them, they wont want to be given directions.

 

                I ran into the office, and pressed down a button that would project my voice all over the school. "Hello, Hot Scholars. Would all of you please make your way to the auditorium."

 

               I didn't even know what to tell them, just that I had to tell them something.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Miss Sally Sunshine]

And sorry for the shortness!!!

[brenda]

the ending s suspenseful ! but good !