Fiction Writing

Thomas the TV Salesman

By Tim O’Leary (2018)

It all began when someone left the window open…

Earlier that day, a thunderstorm was forecast to come at around 1.30 PM. Nobody really took it seriously, since Met Éireann is nearly always wrong. Enter Thomas Flanagan, a narcissistic TV salesman. Yeah, I know. Weird combination, but just stay with me. Not only was Thomas egotistical, he also has notorious anger issues. Nearly every time a customer would pull out of buying a TV, he’d go completely ballistic and, in one way or another, would smash said TV on the ground, breaking it in the process.

Under Your Bed

By Séona Coogan (2018)

Something underneath your bed. Does it have three eyes and scales with demon horns and flaky skin? Is it ten feet tall and have breath like rotten year-old socks? Does it prowl around at night and sleep all day? Are you the only one that knows that it exists? If so you probably have a Minion living among the dust and cobwebs under your bed.

This Minion isn’t small and yellow and shaped like a bean. No, this monster is something else entirely. The monster is something else entirely.

The Girl

By Rory Rusnak (2018)

Look at the girl. She wears raggedy clothes, like those of a vagabond, and seems to be carrying great weight upon her shoulders. Her eyes, large and discoloured, seem to cry for help as she makes her way down the crowded, metropolitan avenue. Perhaps this was from the great weight upon her shoulders or maybe from another tragedy or upsetting time.

Now, as the sun hits her weary face it is hard to tell whether this is a young girl or a corpse, rotting in the street.

As the sun beams its rays down, the girl flinches into the shade, under a large, majestic, oak tree where she rests her withered feet and legs.

Masked McDonald’s Man

By Padraig Noone (2018)

After weeks of searching, the masked man had fled 3 arrests, 4 crime scenes and a SWAT team. I’m not saying he’s bad but justice must prevail (I know that’s cringey but some on cut me some slack).

I mean, he’s about a whole drug ring down, but still 14 people have been sent to the hospital and three of them are in critical condition. There he was, white mask one design for every time he fled the police.

Navy hoodie, skinny tracksuit and Pennys shoes (underrated in my opinion) he just stood there one of those old torches, the big long ones He had his eye holes covered with netting and his mouth and nose holes cut for breathing.

The Magic Mint

By Nivriti Achanta (2018)

One day I ate a mint that had blue and pink on it. I was not feeling good at all so I went to bed. In the morning I was feeling great. I went outside to play and I was jumping really high and I was really fast. I was faster than a 13 year old and I am only 10.

It was time for lunch. I ate a lot. 2 whole sandwiches and I normally eat 1. That night I got teleported to a whole new world (kind of). “Mary, come down for breakfast” said some ladies. “I am Judi” I think to myself. I go downstairs.

I look like a superhero. The lady goes “Your first mission it to go save a man who is hanging from a building. I say “Okay”.

The Open Window

By Nathan Oates (2018)

My brother left the window open one night. Some burglars ran in and stole our telly and PS4. My brother got a kick and he ran crying while I was laughing. He said “It wasn’t my fault I left the window open!” It obviously was. How was it me, if I went to bed at six? It was probably dad. He went to bed at twelve.

I know who the robbers were that were yelling at my sister. Who?

“A flock of birds” she said. “I heard they rob a lot of stuff. Let’s go get them.”

The Open Window

By Molly Walsh (2018)

It all began when someone left the window open. I was fast asleep when I heard a noise, it sounded like someone was singing.

I leaped out of bed and soon realised the window was open. I didn’t remember opening it so at that point I was starting to get scared. I lived with my granny and granddad in an old red-brick house in the middle of nowhere.

I remember I wanted to wake my grandparents up, but I wasn’t close with them and I didn’t talk to them that often.

The Uninteresting House

By Misha Carroll Cloherty (2018)

“Are you sure this is the right house?” I asked. “Yes, I’m sure, I know it looks a bit of old but we will make it look new and fresh” she answered confidently. “Ahh a spider!” my little sister Paige screamed. Fun fact: she is only sven minutes younger than me (we are twins). “Ahh!” I screamed, running out the front door as fast as a flash! “don’t worry, I’ll get it.” said my mom calmly.

“Don’t put it out here!” exclaimed Paige. “Why not?” asked Mom. “Because we are out here!” she said in a sarcastic way.