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Write the first, second, third and last chapters of a murder mystery set in your school.

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Board: WJEC Subject: English Language Task: Write the first, second, third and last chapters of a murder mystery set in your school. Marking: Sixteen marks available for content, four marks for accuracy. My Mark: A*, twenty out of twenty. Adams' Grammar School Murder Mystery Chapter 1: The Death Of An Earthworm A new day dawned on Adams' Grammar School. It was a Tuesday in early March, bright with the promise of Spring. The sunlight glinted off the golden hands of the ancient school clock, momentarily dazzling Mr R. Jones, veteran teacher of history, as he moved busily about the grounds in search of the disappearing textbooks. The school seemed to light up with every footfall, painted with a brush of tranquillity and joy. He passed Mr Cripps' lesson, in which a stimulating lecture on igneous rocks had been interrupted by visitors. The younger man was now busily engaged in describing the wonders of chemistry to the prospective parents. They were highly impressed, if not a little bemused. Mr Jones drifted past a window, through which a pair of Sixth Formers could be seen socialising in their common room. One checked his watch, and trotted merrily off to his next lesson. The other retired to the library for study, settling down under the warm, comforting glow of the lights. His studious endeavours would put him in good stead for the test next lesson. Despite his urgency, the experienced teacher could not help slowing to appreciate the beauty of the day. The gentle warmth and the cool, refreshing breeze invited a kind of joyful lethargy. It was as if comfortable blanket lay over the school, suppressing all ideas of exigency or obligation. In the staffroom, Mr Brown sat down with his customary cup of tea, and, somewhat tentatively, ate pone. Mrs Howarth, who was an expert on the foods of Native Americans, had advised him that it was a quite delicious meal. ...read more.


As the man spoke, it became evident that he was under far more stress than he was admitting to. His expression had become fixed, as if a single movement of the muscles in his face would shatter the emotionless front that he had adopted. His repetitive, commanding speech was an outward sign of his struggle to maintain control. He stood there for a moment, and then began to shake. He issued a convulsive sob, turned on his heel, and left the room. The deputies remained. Mr Coyle, the head of the art department, was the first to recover. He responded with anger. "Do you really expect them to believe that?" he sneered. "We all saw the body. It was murder! Accidents don't leave you looking like that." Mr Barrett looked at the rebellious tutor for a long time. His piercing stare seemed to cut through the art teacher, the sunlight that shined off the deputy's reflective glasses making it impossible to meet his gaze. Mr Coyle withstood this scrutiny for several seconds, and then seemed to sag. Only then did Mr Barrett speak. "They will believe," he said, exuding cold authority, "What we tell them to believe." *** Rumour normally spread like wildfire. The boys of the school were inquisitive, and were generally keen to impress others with their knowledge of events. But nobody wished to talk about this. Only to their closest friends did the children confide their fears. The reaction was generally one of disbelief. Even those who had been sitting in the front row tried to convince themselves that it had been some sort of macabre joke, or an ill-conceived attempt at enhancing special effects. Nobody dared to utter the word that was at the front of their minds. Nobody could bring themselves to say, "Murder." Only one boy did not attempt to avoid the reality of the situation. Christopher Iliffe had an image in his mind, an image that he could not remove, no matter how hard he tried. ...read more.


I will not allow you to take my livelihood from me. Therefore, gentlemen, I bid you adieu." With that, the man swallowed the contents of a small glass on his desk. The liquid trickled down his throat. There was a moment of utter silence, of complete stillness. Then, with a strangled gurgle, Mr Barrett slumped forward. His reflective glasses smashed into a thousand tiny, twinkling shards of broken glass as they hit the varnished wood of the ancient furniture. "Cheated again," sighed Hanler, the accumulated sadness of years sounding in his voice. *** A new day dawned on Adams' Grammar School. Once again, Mr Jones found himself searching for a set of textbooks, which were now several months older. Running about the school, he passed a patch of ground on which an old, discarded rugby boot lay. Covered in dirt and mildew, it no longer seemed so out of place. Close by were the very last remnants of the fading body of an earthworm. The murder that had taken place so far beneath the noses of the schoolchildren had gone unnoticed. But the Earth was grateful. In years to come, crops would grow fed by the nutrients released in those deaths. These, in turn, would provide sustenance for the murderers, policemen and innocent victims of the future. Neil Gibbs had never been aware of his importance in this great cycle, but the earthworm had. The horror of the loss of life, the wish for vengeance, all the emotions which so complicate human existence, are irrelevant detail to the world, millennia old. But the trade that was life for life, the ending that created beginnings, was of infinite significance. The children of the earthworm were content, travelling slowly through the underground passageways that were their realm. One, indisputable fact defined their existence. Complex man might find the two words that express it trite or foolish, but creatures of the divine simplicity of earthworms are able to perceive their profundity. They knew that life continues, and that pleased them. ...read more.

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