Creative writing course

Class one: writing from a childs perspective: childhood memory

I was on holiday, it was hot and my parents said not to bother with a nightdress. I went to bed. They left to go for dinner.

Suddenly, I was in the hotel lift, naked, with a strange man. I was really confused and scared, but, he explained that I had slept-walked into the lift. He asked if I knew my room number, but I didn't. He took me to reception.

My parents were found in the hotel restaurant and rushed me back upstairs. They were quite cross with me for interrupting their dinner.

Writing the perspective of Not now Bernard, into more of a we need to talk about Kevin

'Mum, I don't feel so good'.
'What's wrong? I've got to get the dinner on, your dad will be home in a minute'.
'I feel a bit woozy'.
'Have a rest then'.
'I feel a bit faint'.
'Well sleep will help, can't you see I'm busy. Have a 15 minute rest, and then start your homework before your dad gives you what for.'
'I think I really need some help'.
'Will you give it a rest!'
As the mother finally turned round to look at her daughter, she collapsed on the floor.
'You should have said you weren't feeling well'.
There was blood pouring from her wrists.

Story telling from a picture: Lion and girl each side of the door

Its the beast at the door, it comes every night when I go to sleep. I see it. I go to the door and hold it shut. Don't know why I bother , because its a room separated by an adjoining door, there is another door the lion could get in by. I am scared. In the dream, my mother is sitting on the sofa. Why isn't she doing anything? Doesn't she know there is a lion in the house. I wake up sweating. Night after night. I try and change the dream, befriend the lion, befriend the mother. But the fear always grips me.