Stories
We publish thousands of stories each year, all written by our brilliant students. Here’s a selection of what they’ve been writing across our workshops.
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Soft Smiles
By Zuri, Year 7
When the sound of laughter reaches the air, you forget your sadness and mistakes, happily spending your time, the feeling of your pens leaking through the pages, pencils leaving a...
A Day that Lasts Forever
By Yaseen, Year 7
Imagine coming home from a bad day for your online mate to say, ‘Hey, let’s play.’ Game with your friend, until your parents make an end, then buy your favourite...
The Joys of Life
By Jonathan, Year 6
The thrill of bushwalking when a wallaby pops out from the bush, The relaxing sounds of a stream weaving through the trees. The satisfying Ding! when buttery toast pops out...
A Teaspoon of Joy, of Pure Elation
By Sparsh, Year 7
Watching a lonely, scintillating star shoot through the jet black sky. Observing a sunset with a cup of tea in your hands. Listening to the cold waves rushing across your...
A Wraith’s Lament: Prologue
By Victoria, Year 11
I was never one to revel in the gods – yet I find myself pleading to the heavens. Those omniscient beings indifferent to the suffering of man, their divine gaze...
Our Love Was Meant to Be Till the End of Time: Prologue
By G.C. Lizzy, Year 11
Our Love Was Meant to Be Till the End of Time PROLOGUE December 2006 When I was a child, I believed that you grow up and meet the one –...
Tonight
By Janan, Year 8
The sound of tired, old hairdryers filled the room and everyone was coming to the end of their cut. The hairs on their heads were preparing themselves for a style....
Cybertrip
By Ihsan, Year 10
Jhonothy Razerous, looking as if in deep thought (a rare sight from him), turned off the treadmill and trotted over to the beanbag where Eccle was purely focused on a...
Wilting Memories: An Excerpt
By A.H, Year 9
The Beginner’s Guide To Living Through Dying The house would remain untouched within the thick fog on the lower part of North. Flowers began to wilt underneath the sun, facing...
The Siren’s Coin
By Jedd, Year 12
It builds our dreams, it breaks them too, A transient friend, forever new, It fills the hand, then slips away, A tool we use, but must obey, It’s glitter bright,...
Humans & Sisyphus: One & The Same
By Jedd, Year 12
These words and their smiths were once heeded, revered Still taught today but get lost to young ears As if whispers of ages past have been drowned By the clamour...
Brown Boy
By Nashmia, Year 12
Slurs roll off the brown boy’s tongue, almost second nature. ‘I’m black enough,’ he says, As if some words don’t carry the weight of the world. Laughing at himself, he...
Seen
By Nashmia, Year 12
Seen. This is for those buried in the rubble, their burning flesh setting fire to the sky. The cries of their children, their mothers, their fathers and their sleepless nights...
Circular Quay Ice Cream
By Olly, Year 10
Family on the train Love Family can be a single grain or all the rice Many & wide Always on the brain thought? Family off the train Walk Give them...
Ode to Family
By Olly, Year 10
Here’s to the ones that love us Not to the ones that never let us have a turn on the game Not to the ones that say your name in...