A short story contest
- Charlotte Garling, Darleen Seppel, Neele Hermes und Jana Grave überzeugen im Wettbewerb -
Im Rahmen des Englischunterrichts haben die Schülerinnen und Schüler der 11c ihre eigenen Kurzgeschichten verfasst und in einem Wettbewerb ihre Gewinner gewählt. An den Siegergeschichten möchten wir Sie/euch gerne teilhaben lassen. Viel Vergnügen beim Rätseln über die Hintergründe der jeweiligen Kurzgeschichte und viel Spaß beim Lesen!
Johnny’s head went up abruptly as loud noises interrupted his thoughts. It was late at night and he was on his way back home from work. He just worked a long shift at a bar and felt extremely tired but hearing the noises coming from nearby, he suddenly felt awake. He took a step further towards the sound of the footsteps and the painful gasps. Coming closer and closer to the source of the sounds, Johnny hid behind a corner so he could sneak a look at the scene before him. A tall man grabbed a smaller figure, which seemed to be frightened, by the collar and said threatening words which Johnny couldn’t make out. There was not much light in the small alley but a shine of moonlight suddenly reflected on the sharp blade of a knife. Johnny gasped. At the relatively loud sound in the quiet alley, the man attentively turned around and looked him right in the eye. There was a big scar on his chin and a mean, scary grin on his face. His gaze was as cold as ice and his smile wasn’t the slightest bit warm or welcoming. Johnny felt his blood run cold and goose bumps started to form on his skin. Panic flowed through his veins and his instincts screamed at him to run away as fast as he could but he was frozen in place. The man started walking towards him with steady and fast steps when Johnny finally began to move. He nearly stumbled and fell while running for his life. A loud cry tore through the quiet night and he only moved faster as he was suddenly grabbed from behind and the last thing he saw was a big scar and an unforgotten smile. written by Charlotte Garling
Creature
Not a good idea to be all alone at night. A lot of people warned me about scary "creatures", which will kill you. They're said to have a human form but they're really dangerous. I never believed them. I thought it's just another fairy tale. I stopped in front of the little lake in my town but heard noises soon after. I turned around. Nothing. Probably just imagination. But then I suddenly felt a hand covering my mouth and an arm wrapped around my stomach, holding it very tight so I couldn't escape. That mysterious person turned me around and held my neck, so that it was almost impossible for me to breathe. "I have been watching you for a long time now", that person whispered. "You always come out so late, didn't everyone tell you not to leave the house when it's dark?"
written by Darleen Seppel
Safe house
“Mom, if you don’t call the police I’m going to move out!”, my daughter screamed angrily right after she arrived at home. I slowly turned around, my eyes widened in panic, questioning myself: “What has she found out?” When I looked into her eyes, I wasn’t longer able to understand what she was saying and I couldn’t move either. She knew it. She knew everything. That one human I loved the most was standing right in front of me furious with anger because I lied to her. Suddenly it came to my mind: “She hast to leave, right now! She should have been in school anyway.” While I was trying to get her out of the flat, she became even angrier. I heard a car parking in front of the house. That was the moment I realized I lost. I lost her. I lost my new confidence. And I lost our safety. I heard his key turn around in the lock. The door was opened. I registered my daughter being rigid with fear. Then, after years, I was forced to look directly into the face of the man who destroyed our lives.
written by Neele Hermes
The struggle for life
Lucas looked at his girlfriend in the white hospital bed which seemed to cover in her whole body. She looked like a fallen angel with her beautiful long hair. Her eyes were still closed and, in the background, there was the regular beeping of her pulse. Suddenly, her eyelids fluttered and she opened her eyes. “How do you feel?”, Lucas asked and looked at her lovingly. “The doctor said you just got away with your life!”. “I’ve already felt better but how is the baby?”, Amy answered exhausted. Lucas looked deeply concerned and got tears in his eyes. Then he shook his head. “I’m sorry”, he whispered. “No!”, Amy screamed, “You’re telling me I survived but the baby didn’t?”. Tired, she let herself fall back into the pillow. At once, the beeping from the ECG was continuously decreasing. Lucas pressed the emergency button to call the doctor. Several doctors came running as fast as they could to defibrillate Amy's’ heart. After three attempts to make her heart beat again, there was a regular beeping. Lucas sacked into himself with great relief, but the doctor looked at him and said: “We need to operate her again, she’s far from over the hill.”
written by Jana Grave