Our year 8 students have been studying the novel Thornhill and working within their English lessons to create a story incorporating vocabulary and skills acquired during this term. Please see their story below.

Thornhill – 8N class story

The day of dark horror.  The day the girl was seen.  The day the darkness arrived.  The building sent chills to the people that walked past. People who lived near the building heard screams.  “How did the girl get there?  Why is this happening?  What is the girl’s name?” questioned Ella.

She opened the window to take a better look.  Everything about the house suggested there was no life there: crumbled chimney, battered bricks and a broken roof.  In a weird way, Ella felt connected to the building, like she could relate to it. She knew how it felt to be neglected. 

The house was as inky as a witch’s cat.  Behind the broken fence, Ella saw a shadowy figure.  The mysterious girl, who was moving, slowly, seemed lonely too.

Terrifying! Awful! Ugly! She thought “An enemy.”  “Hi!” she shouted. Rushing downstairs to see the girl, she was blocked abruptly by a door with a prominent ‘KEEP OUT’ sign.  Who was that? What was on the side? Just why?

The door was tightly shut – bashed-up, broken, bad.  As she angrily banged against the door, it angrily creaked.  Ella jumped over the knives on the fence.   

The girl hypnotically lured Ella to her.  In a flash, Ella lost sight of her.  A solitary crow led her into the deserted overgrown garden. The bird settled amongst the finger-like ivy.  Dark.  Evil.

Unsure yet baffled, Ella searched for any sign of her.  There it was!  In the matted shrubbery!  Looking up at me!  Why was it here?  Pulling the ivy, Ella saw the name Mary carved into the monument. 

As the days went quickly, Ella was more interested in Mary.  She had found precious letters, a secretive diary and cherished clothes.  Heartbroken, Ella realised Mary had lived in another time.  Ella wished she was living in that time.

With every passing day, Ella’s loneliness grew like a ghost burning her!  Sadness consumed her.  Loneliness consumed her.  Darkness consumed her.  Ella knew that with Mary she would no longer be lonely.  Thornhill was calling here!  Should she go?  Mary was calling her!