Broken promises

Tilly prepared her room for Lilly. She got out the bracelet making set that they both love. Lilly was coming around to Tilly’s place. Ting, Ding, Ring the doorbell ring. Tilly thunders down the stairs and flings open. There was a lot of squealing from both as if they haven’t seen each other in years (they had seen each other yesterday at school.)

Tilly was the spitting image of Lilly. With golden blond locks that tumbled around her shoulders. Which was usually in to plaits. Big innocent eyes which had gotten them out of lots of scrapes. Lilly had dark brown dead straight hair that was always in a high pony tail but she still had those big innocent eyes. Lots of people thought that they were sisters.

Tilly and Lilly walked together arm in arm, looking at the bracelets they had made at Tilly’s place. When they got to the ‘willow’ tree (it wasn’t an actual willow tree they just thought it was more fitting then ‘the tree’.) They stopped and sat down in the roots of the tree for they curled around as if to invite people to sit down. Tilly thought of a promise. ‘To never leave the other’ as she put it. “It’s very posh don’t you think?” Lilly said adopting a posh voice. They both cracked up laughing. They were still laughing when they headed to class

“Okay everyone, this is Tara and Carah, “be nice to them” said Miss Tenor.  At lunch Lilly has to stay and show Carah around. Tilly told them to meet her at the old willow tree.

Tilly waited and waited for Lilly to come but she never did come.  After a while Tilly went looking for her.  She saw her laughing with Carah and heard her name mentioned, then a new burst of laughter.  Tilly was hurt and stung as she sat down not knowing what to do.  At lunch she sat and cried and felt miserable.  After some time she felt an arm being placed around her shoulders.  Tilly hardly dared to believe it, she looked up but it was Tara. Tilly didn’t know why but she started talking to Tara and it all the hurt spilled out.

In class they were pairing up for a project on the seas of the earth.  Lilly ran to Carah and they got to work.  Tara came over looking nervous, “can I work with you” she asked. “Sure” Tilly replied, they decided to do their project on the Southern Ocean.  At lunch they made a promise to never leave each other.  Tilly hoped that she wouldn’t be left alone again.

She never was!



“Sarah I’m free.” I yelled running forward to take the pass. I ran too slowly and my player took the intercept and caught the ball. I was the new girl on the team and wasn’t fully trusted to do the right things at the right time. So I was stuck in GK I was good at getting the ball but choose the wrong times at the wrong times.

The next day at training May (the snide one) brought along her cousin Tanya and said “she’s here to re-place that lousy player, Lilly,” I was shocked and stung. All the other players were shocked, but it seemed that they were starting to consider the idea. Only Tilly couldn’t comprehend the idea. I ran blindly off the court tears streaming down my face. I ran all the way home. At home I ripped all my netball things off the wall and threw them in the bin. I was done with netball, done with May

I walked to school nervously with butterflies in my stomach. I saw the netball team begin their practice before school. I had to remind myself to breath. Gulping in shallow breaths, I walked past the court. It took all my self-control to not run to the court, but to keep going.

In class we were pairing up for a science project. Tilly came over, sat down and casually said. “So what are we going to do the project on?”  I was stunned. “What about the team?” I spluttered.  “You don’t want to be my partner?” She said hurt, walking away. Her head hung sadly. “Wait Tilly let’s do it on physical activities and how the body responds,” I said hurriedly. “Sure,” she replied happily.”Can we be friends,” I asked tentatively. “Okay, sure,” was the reply. I found myself grinning broadly. No I was beaming. That was the way it was and the way I wanted it to be.

100wc week #1- I just couldn’t eat somthing so…

I just coudn’t eat somthing so slimy. I saw the french people eating the slimy snails and thought how can they do that, how could people eat somthing so disgusting. I’d know I would definitely be sick if I ate it. Even though I havn’t tried it yet, and my mum always says:

” You can’t say you don’t like it until you try it!” But I was pretty sure I didn’t like snails. I tell her:

“Mum I don’t want to eat it! Can’t I have somthing else?”

“NO! You will eat that or nothing.” I slowly put the snail inside my mouth, mmm not bad I thought.