Halloween Competition 2017

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El alumnado del IES de Noreña, siguiendo la tradición de los últimos cursos,  ha celebrado Halloween realizando diversas actividades de las que les iremos dando cuenta. La primera de ellas corrió a cargo del alumnado de inglés que participó en la Halloween Competition, un concurso en el que tenían que poner fin a una historia terrorífica relacionada con Halloween.

Se establecieron dos categorías de premios, uno para los alumnos de ESO y otra para los de Bachillerato, en las que resultaron ganadoras  Nerea García Rodríguez, de 1ºC ESO y  Ana Castaño Díaz de 2º HCS. Aquí tenéis sus estremecedores relatos.

 

 

Relato de Nerea García

Ghosts don’t exist, however after visiting Mark’s grandparents house in Toronto I began to have quite a few doubts about it. The old house was full of spider webs, strange pictures and you could even hear squeaks and screeches. Who or what was making them? Was it a mouse or a ghost?… A piece of bread that was on the table began to move. One of the pictures hanging on the wall also moved and the table began to tremble. We were very scared until Mark’s grandmother told us there were mice and they always did that. We were not so sure they were mice. Another piece of bread began to move and we raised it o see the mice, but ….there was nothing!
In that moment we knew it was a ghost

 
Relato de Ana Castaño

Ghosts don’t exist, however after visiting Mark’s grandparents house in Toronto I began to have quite a few doubts about it. The old house was full of spider webs, strange pictures and you could even hear squeaks and screeches. Who or what was making them? Was it a mouse or a ghost?… I was thinking that coming there wasn’t my best idea and when Mark told us the house was haunted, I freaked out. Nobody seemed to care. It was the worst night of my life. First, Sophie disappeared so I was supposed to sleep alone. Then, the noises. No one cared about strange noises, so I decided to explore and face my fears. I went downstairs and what I saw was the least I expected in the world. THE SOFA WAS TALKING!!
It was too much so I fainted. The next morning my friends told me that they had drugged me. 

 

 

 

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