Blog SOS Sagas: Trapped 2020 Winners
By Young Writers | Winners
Student Winners
Each student has won an amazing Cross Pen and a
trophy. Here are their winning words...
Venkat Subramanian (15) from Bridgewater Raritan High
School, NJ
Published in "SOS Sagas: Trapped - Thrilling Escapades"
The Woman Of Roswell
Three black-suited men came to Miss Dark's door on Wednesday
night. Just as the doorbell chimed, her dog, Atticus, started barking wildly.
Once he made eye contact with one of the men, he stopped. Miss Dark came
downstairs to a whimpering puppy.
She opened the door. "May I help you?"
The cloaked, tall men paused before answering. "Give us
the photos." They all spoke at the same time, creating an odd chord in the
air.
"What photos? I only took photos of the comet
yesterday."
"That was not a comet." This was the last chord of
Miss Dark's symphony...
Venkat Subramanian © 2021
Tanya Sathapornwongkul from Stroudsburg Middle School, PA
Published in "SOS Sagas: Trapped - US Authors"
A Mother's Love
When entering the dreary place she called home, the
overwhelming weight of her problems came rushing back to her. Looking around
she saw certificates and trophies. They reminded her she can't give up or else
she'll be nothing again. She sensed something at the stairwell only to spot her
mother. Her gaze was hot and suffocating, causing the girl to start trembling
and grip her hand so tight she drew blood. The child listened to everything her
mother said, for she was trapped in the woman's perfect act. Her mother, the
puppeteer, and her, the puppet
Tanya Sathapornwongkul © 2021
Dylan Delage (13) from Stroudsburg Middle School, PA
Published in "SOS Sagas: Trapped - Authors From The USA"
'Tis The Season
The freezing winds felt like shards of glass piercing into
my frigid cheek. I sauntered through the neglected graves, humming, "It's
Christmas time in the city..."
Suddenly, his raspy voice whispered in my ear,
"Ring-a-ling!"
Falling to the ground, hearing a winding ruckus, dizziness
surrounded me as white powder spilled around...
Life moved on... "Merry Christmas!" young boys
cheered down the street.
Carolers performed... "Sleigh Bells ring..."
His raspy voice sang, "Are you listening...?" Snow
and cranking thunder echoed around the orb. I moved... starting to bang on my
glass prison, as his finger touched the glass covering my body.
Dylan Delage © 2021
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