When All Seems LostSometimes bad things happen, whether we like it or not.Careless accidents, bad timing or a sinister plot.Often these things strike us when were unaware.Then all seems lost and life isnt fair.Though, despite the bad times, there are people who care.Voluntarily putting their own lives in danger too,Including the thought of our welfare in all they do.Rescuing us from our sorrow and from pain,Giving us their all, for no personal gain.Internationally known and fast to the scene.Leaving nothing but memories to tell where theyve been.Journeying across the world whenever they hear the call,Offering their serv
GCSE Original Writing We cant have lost her we just cant have! screamed the Captain. She jus plunged down into that black abyss sir; even our best and brightest torches cant light up that dreary place. Answered his cabin boy, who was shivering violently with cold. It had been raining heavily for some time now and the Captains whole crew were starting to lose hope, they were never going to find something that was long gone. I dont care! the Captain bellowed, his voice sounding angry and low like a raging bulls. And he cer
Blood On The SandBlood on the Sand My father was the gold-keeper; it was one of the best jobs available in our town. Being responsible for handing out the gold gave him a great sense of responsibility, and it made me proud too. I can often remember going into the grotto, seeing the miniature mountain of gold glittering in an otherwise lifeless cave. I had seen many beautiful and awe-inspiring sights in my lifetime, but nothing could quite compare to its brilliance. Father once allowed me to climb up it. Sitting up there, I felt like I owned the entire world. Father didnt often have time off; gold-keeping