2012 School Magazine

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kin 11 MIM"111 They showed themselves out. chequered blue and white against the falling orange-Indigo curtain. It was only after the police-car had scrabbted against to05e gravel. and left a dusty haze in Its wake. that the tension left Ivan's body. He slumped 1.10 the chair and his hands shooks uricontrottabty. his mind numb. So. His mother had been missing for a month now CHLOE YAP 111Bl 1111/1 11N, IAIIM WA^MTl The battered carcass of a sinatt bird lay lifeless on a vast expanse of bitumen. which many years ago had een poured over the itchy earth to smooth It. to make it purer. so that machines which were faster and stronger and greater than humans could slide along 11 lithety and in do rig so conquer the steamy depths of Sydney's great suburbia ELIZABETH STDROR 111Bl Sitting on my cozy couch surrounded by glass w ridows letting In the warm sunshine was everything I could have dreamed of two years ago. I had seen th s house in the newspaper perched gracefully on top of Broughton Cliff wi h a 180 degree view of bright city tights. I had told myself tha this would be where I would tIve. peaceful and poised as everyone told me I was. Now he shiny tiles I s feel co d and nwet cming. The stillness of the air now silently screams of loneliness. Yet his sweet baby scent still lingers. I don't know 11 It was because I didn't recycle I e milk carton or because I to t the tap on while brushing my teeth. but fate decided to take him away from me KATIE BUTCHER 111Ml WWII un MrsAill

it was f Irly busy for a Tues ay. the hot afternoon sun re Ing at my s In even as I sat in the shade of the train station. The whistte of hurrying trains abused my ears. the shrill nois scattering my thoughts with each new train that putled into the platforms. Peopte desperate to be home rushed past me. the continuous blur of their blank face intriguing me. I felt as if I knew them personally Girl in a Red Sweater was nervous about her new boyfriend, Man in a Dark Shirt was anxious to hold his new baby. It was a stupid game I played. because really. what did I know of family life? EMMA VAN HAERINGEN 111Rl MUM Evie caugh the last glimpse of blossomed frongipanis as she reached her fingertips to close the btInds; the scent of spring was trapped Inside the room. Her eyes scanned the area quickly while her heart started to pound at an accelerating speed; she was the old st In the room. Evie crawled to the door and struggled to turn the key with her shaking hands; turning the key several times before successfully hearing the lock click GEORGIA VOLKERS 111Hl I^I MMU E Justin fumbled desperately, his heart a nervous rabbit. thumping around in his chest. No. he thought forcefully. his grey eyes darting frantically liked a scared fish. The kitchen sink stared ominousty at him. its dark. bottomless mouth laughing at him like a sideshow clown He spotted the frustratingty ctOSe glimmer of gold. like a lick of candle light in the darkness. teasing him. beckoning, daring him to come CIOs r MILANA MASTERSON 111Mi

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