SHE NEVER DREAMED AGAIN

It was still very dark outside, but Becca decided to leave the house anyway. She started wandering around the parkway like she did yesterday, the day before and the day before that. Again, there was no luck. The parkway was dead silent and there was no sing of life except for the gloomy looking trees on the side of the sidewalk. However, she kept on walking until she arrived at Joe's house and knocked on the door three times. ''It's me! I know it's early but I couldn't wait any longer. I have to tell you what happened!'' Becca said. She was kind of worried that he wasn't opening the door so she broke into his house through the window. ''Joe, where the hell are you?'' Becca yelled, but no answer was given. She went into his room and started looking for any tracks he might have left, with no luck. She sat onto his bed and waited for something to happen, and it did. Cars passed by, doors opened, there were people outside. That's when she realised that everything was going back to normal. The dream had ended. She would never see Joe again. 

MARINA ROMERO 2A

NAHULU

It had been almost four weeks since the HMS Allende had been sunk by the worst storm in years. According to the chart, we were somewhere 300 miles east of Palleck in an inhabited island we'd later know as Nahulu. Over time, Schmidt's behavior became erratic and he convinced himself and other people that the only way to end that divine punishment was to shed the blood of those who didn't follow the righteous path of the Lord. One night, he volunteered to watch the camp, and, while everyone was sleeping, he went straight to Ampeela's tent and slashed her throat. A war started the next day between Smichdt's followers and the rest of the crew, including the natives we had picked up in Maoro, who were Ampeela's family.

By the time the HMS Challenger found Nahulu, there were only thirteen of us left. Schmidt and his men had been defeated but we had to pay with our lives.

Pedro Antonio Pérez. 2n BAT A

Are long-distance relationships reliable?

I’ll always remember my last summer holiday. It all began when my old friend Mike called me one night. It was ages since we last talked to each other, so I thought that he wanted to tell me something important. Certainly, he needed a shoulder to cry on, and as he seemed really concerned, I decided to visit him.

By the time I arrived in Barcelona, Mike was waiting for me at the airport. He had changed a lot since the last time I saw him. We decided to have lunch at a restaurant and, during the meal, he explained to me all his problems. He had started a relationship with a woman, Mary, and they were so happy during the first months. Just when they were at the summit of the relationship, Mary told him that she had to move to America because of her job. However, she would return to Spain in a year. Despite their promises of being in touch, they began to grow apart. She didn’t answer Mike’s phone calls, moreover, she didn’t return after a year, so he concluded that Mary was cheating on him. Their relationship was over. At that moment, I realized that long-distance relationships don’t work at all, and I felt so sorry for my friend. Mike has always been a good guy, he didn’t deserve it.   

As we hadn’t seen each other for a long time, we had always something to talk about, and I realized that we had many things in common. We became really good friends, so we decided to meet more frequently. Nevertheless, I sometimes wonder if our friendship will end like his relationship with Mary ended.

Rafa Jiménez Aguilar

2n batx. A

Long-distance relationships

I will always remember last summer. I was in England at my grandparents’ house where I normally stay for two weeks. I met their new neighbours who had three children, two girls and a boy.

I always used to go and play football with the boy who was a year younger than me and the older sister that was my age used to watch. One day we started talking and I realized I fancied her, it became a routine, to play football and after that to go out with her. We used to talk and enjoyed each other’s company, we went to the cinema a few times and we also went for walks, as next to my grandparents’ house there’s really nice countryside and all the fields where extremely green because it was summer. My two weeks in England were about to finish and that meant I wouldn’t see her until Christmas when I would go back to England.

I went out with her for the last time before I had to go back to Spain, to explain that I was leaving and I would miss her a lot. However, we could still be in contact by Skype. She agreed and once I was in Spain we managed to stay in touch nearly every week, but bit by bit we lost contact and at that moment I realized that long-distance relationships don’t work.

Alex Vidal Hiscock 2B BTX

One of my worst memories

Some years ago, I had a terrible experience that made me realize that not all your friends are real friends, and you shouldn’t rely on everybody. I was 13 years old and I had never had a boyfriend. At that time, one of my best friends was Yumiritzaida, we used to be together all day, we were in the same class, we studied together in the afternoons...

I was very smitten with Wellington, a gorgeous boy in my class. I thought that he also liked me, but I’m a shy person and I didn’t have the courage to talk to him and explain my feelings. Of course, Yumiritzaida was the only person who knew it, and she used to tell me that I should try to get over it, because she thought he was in love with another girl. Summer time arrived and I was sad because Wellington was from another country, Neverland, and he spent his holidays there. I went to Yumiritzaida’s house to tell her how I felt, but I couldn’t find her.  Suddenly, every time I called her, she didn’t answer the phone. I started to worry, so I decided to talk to her mum. After that conversation I felt furious, miserable and betrayed: Yumiritzaida had gone to Neverland, to spend her holidays with his boyfriend, whose name was Wellington.

After this, I never talked to them anymore and I tried to make new friends. What’s more, since then, I trust my friends after confirming they are true friends.

Patricia Marra-López Vidal 2A BTX