HP Cafe Opening Soon!

Raise Mentoring!

 

On Tuesday 18th October, the Raise mentoring program hosted their graduation ceremony. Student from years 8-9 who were selected in term 2 completed two terms of one on one mentoring with volunteer mentors from Raise. 

 

 

Students worked on building confidence, resilience, exploring skills and strengths and improving their overall wellbeing. We would like to thank all the staff and volunteers in supporting this program and the HPSC community!

 

 

HP Delights!

 

Our very own #BossYourFuture Entrepreneurship students are excited to announce the new name for the HPSC student café; HP Delights! The café is being redesigned, rebranded and will be run and managed by our very own HPSC students! 

 

Watch this space for more updates from our Entrepreneurship students and an official opening date!

 

Horror Writing Competition!

Congratulations to our Horror writing competition winners! The winners are:

  • Hasty Taee (Year 10, Walton House)
  • Alex Ozsoy (Year 7, Walton House)
  • Hayley McGuiness (Year 7, Hollows House)
  • Casey Lumm (Year 9, Mabo House)
  • Hussain Ahmadi (Year 7, Howwlos House)
  • Zenani Onekon (Year 8, Freeman House)
  • Arabella Dichoso (Year 7, Freeman House)
  • Eden Tavsanli (Year 7, Hollows House)

 

Thank you to Miss Phelan for organising the competition, and for Mr Shinkfield for judging and supplying the prizes! Check out our winners with their prizes below, and have a read of the winning stories and poems!

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘All eyes on me’

By Hasty Taee (Year 10 Walton)

I walk through the halls with my eyes on the floor, I try not to stare, I try not to engage. I hurry to my locker and grab my bag, that's one step down, two more to go. I run as fast as my legs can go, I hurry to the car and keep my eyes on the floor, whatever I do I mustn't look up. I can feel them, they’re all around me. I try to breathe though my throat is scratchy and my eyes watery, I don’t know how to get out of here. One more step, just one more, I have to get home. 

 

I scratch at my arm to distract myself; I look over to it to see it raw and swollen, small bits of blood seeping through...I've done it again, I've gone too far. It hasn't worked I can still feel them, they’re staring at me I know they are. Why won’t they stop? The car stops, and I rush out and go to my room, I rush into my bed, and still... they’re staring at me, they’re all looking I know they are, with their piercing eyes. I feel holes being burned into my skin as I try to fight the urge to look up. I lay my head on my pillow and tightly hold my legs to my chest.

 

“Please!” I beg, “Leave me alone, please stop looking!” 

The tears in my eyes start falling uncontrollably and the scratch in my throat begins making a sound. I started sobbing.... cold wet tears hit my pillow. 

“Please! I choke up, “Please why won’t you look away?”

I feel its heavy weight on me as it lies on my body. Its breath is inches away from my ear.

“It’s okay, it's all right, no one is here! It’s just us now! You can open your eyes,” it says. 

I know it is lying. I know they’re all here. I know what I have to do to end this. 

 

I slowly take both of my hands up to my eyes and start to push with my nails. The pain is so excruciating that I can’t help but screech, utterly destroying my vocal cords. the warm blood falls down my face against my icy tears, the mixture spills into my mouth and I taste the salty metallic flavour. My eyes begin to throb, and my throat starts to close but it’s all worth it. I'm free, I don’t need to look down anymore. I don’t need to look at all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘Horror Story’ 

By Alex Ozsoy (Year 7 Walton)

I've wandered too far into the forest… I’m lost... there’s way too much fog to see anything. I keep hearing noises but that’s not real right? I feel like I’ve been walking for days. I feel like I’m trapped in an infinite amount of fog with an infinite number of trees. I hear something behind me. There it is... it looks like a black tangled mess of wires to form a humanoid shape… I can’t move… my body is filled with fear... it screams and lunges toward me. everything goes black…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘The Stalker’

By Hayley McGuiness (Year 7 Hollows)

I turn around in a swift motion feeling someone or something’s presence.

I kept hearing noises as if they were trying to taunt me.

I turn around again, feeling something breathing on the back of my neck.

Again, nothing was there, it was almost like I was hallucinating.

I started to feel dizzy as the lights started to flicker.

I look down and I see a shadow on the floor. I felt overwhelmed with different emotions.

I felt like the floor was collapsing under my feet.

Even though I couldn’t see it I knew it could see me...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Truth or Dare’

By Casey Lumm (Year 9 Mabo)

Blood on the floor

Blood on the walls

When I run for the door

It’s my blood it calls

 

I am doomed

Now it’s me they have come to get

We’d be safe I assumed

No haunted house we should have set

 

Panic through my veins

Sweat on my head

The begging voice of the crows complains

The dead friend with a no she said

 

Fleeing across the kitchen

Lifeless victims on the floor

How I wish they would live

Or taken my life before

 

Darkness fills around me 

Like a blanket of black

Something shiny I can see

I want to take my dare back

 

No way out

At least one that’s alive

One last high-pitched shout

To the afterlife I will arrive.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘Poem not good’

By Hussain Ahmadi (Year 7 Hollows)

In bloody eyes and razing teeth, 

You shall be my minion in tomorrow’s meet. 

Come forward and earn your prize, 

As today you will learn my darkest lies. 

In hate and revenge, you may seek 

The truth is clearly that you are weak. 

 

Goblins, giants, and goats are petrifying in their own way,

But when I come near them, they start running away. 

Vampires are worthless creatures lurking in the dark 

As their breath stinks when they bark. 

 

The world is empty and alone in a universe of hate 

So, we’re counting on you to change our fate. 

My mercy is limited as you may evoke 

But my cruelty is ample, so I warn you all who smoke. 

Dust and debris are the only hope 

As you may see the world is dope. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘The Howls’

By Zenani Onekon (Year 8 Freeman)

The howls of my name grew louder, just as the dreadful-looking people progressed toward me.

Then the lights stopped flickering, and the night grew dark once more.

Still, I felt the creatures advancing like an icy wind.

I lifted my hands to my ears, in an attempt to block out the demonic utters of my name.

It was futile, if anything they only seemed to grow louder.

My head was spinning, I was starting to get dizzy.

Among the chaos came a voice, gentle yet firm, steady and familiar wake up, wake up it said.

I sat bolt upright on my bed, to see my sister Liyla next to me, concern written all over her face.

There was a steady stream of sunlight flowing through my windows and never had I been so relieved to know the sun existed.

It was only a nightmare – I thought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘Torment’

By Arabella Dichoso (Year 7 Freeman)

 

Why are you doing this?

Year after year.

Wailing, crying.

You stupid child.

Why are you doing this?

 

Not again.

My sins crawling up my back.

Torment, torment.

Haven’t I served my sentence?

This is Hell, isn’t it?

 

It’s my sins crawling up my back.

It’s my torment.

And it’s yours too.

I know why you are doing this.

You stupid child.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

‘An Unsettling Sight’

By Eden Tavsanli (Year 7 Hollows)

The unsettling sight of a late eerie night, trees sway and ghost play, something does not feel right as you step into this haunted night.

The floorboards creak and your shoes squeak as you slowly walk into somewhere that will take you six feet deep!

Shivers are sent down your spine as your taken into the place with no light, you want to turn back but your braver than that, right?

The moon shines down upon you, through the cracks that hover above, you look around to see the cobwebs of those who lurk in the dark.

The feeling of regret clouds your mind causing you to panic while losing your mind. It feels surreal, like a horror movie, not real at all! No, it can’t be!

You shake your head realising how stupid this is, “Wake up! Wake up!” you say to yourself as you cry for help in this bloodcurdling night.

Nothing happens and more panic washed up on you, any sudden sound you hear could end you.

You hear a creak but didn’t take a step as you slowly turn around with a mindset of death, as you look back you see two eyes lurking in the dark as you say goodbye to all there ever was…