Ben's Troubler

Our last writing lessons were all about narratives but now we are working on persuasive writing. For my narrative my group had to create a narrative with a shocking twist. I had carried on from a narrative which my whole group wrote, but just the introduction. Enjoy my plot twist.!

Ben had always been a model student. He was respected by his peers and adored by his teachers. He had never even been in trouble, that is, until he met Toby.

It was a strange meeting, unexpected in many ways. Ben had been on his way down to the basement to collect some old textbooks for his teacher. As the most responsible member of his class, he was constantly running errands like this. On this occasion, he ran down the narrow stairs as fast as he could  as he was trying to avoid spending too much time in the dark.

He searched for the book in such a hurry that he did not see the pole behind him.

BANG! He was suddenly hit by what felt like an avalanche. He fell to the floor face first feeling the dust smother his face. His head was whoozy, but he tried to pick himself back up. His vision was blurred, but as it cleared he saw a hand out stretched, supporting him to stand.

“Hi, are you alright?” spoke the mysterious figure.

“Huh, who’s there?. How did you get down here?” asked Ben.

“I heard a noise coming from down here” said the boy.

“Do you even come to this school, mate?”

“Yeah, i’m in your Bio class, it’s me Toby. Don’t tell me that fall made you forget who I am?”

“Oh yeah, Hey Toby?. That fall made me forget a lot”

Toby had blonde streaked hair spiked up like sharp thorns. Along with his pale skin, speckled with freckles. Something about Toby made Ben even more whoozy when he fell. As they got closer to class, Toby had dropped Ben and demanded him to do something for him. “Now I helped you out and now you need to help me, or atleast get something I want”.

“Of course, what--is it Toby?”

“I want you to go get me my lunch from Jenny Beaker. She stole my lunch at Maths, she’s such a Bully”. “Inside my lunch box is cheese crackers, a chicken sandwich and a milk carton”. Toby couldn’t help smirking and by the time Ben made up his mind, Toby had vanished in a speed of light.

Ben hadn’t noticed that he had spent two whole blocks searching for Toby and by then it was time for his duty. “No need, just got to take his lunch box back”. He walked up to Jenny and demanded Toby’s lunch bag back. “Jenny may I have----Uhh may I have his lunch bag back”.

“What are you talking about?. This is mine” cried Jenny. “No it isn’t this is his lunch, with the crackers and the milk” shot Ben. Ben reached down striving for the lunch box, he managed to get hold of the lunch box, snatched it and ran away. Somehow Ben felt a feeling he had never felt before, as if lightninging ran through his veins making him a lot more loose. Something happened to Ben that day that changed his image to people, and it started off by stealing a lunch box?.  

Time and time Toby had told Ben to steal or hurt someone at school. “Ben are you ready? I have one last job before I set you free. I need you to ring the fire alarm, go into the principal's office, tie him up and lock him in his files room. I’ll take it from there”

“Yeah, whatever. When?” Ben requested

“Right…….now” Toby’s voice silenced and he disappeared. Ben dashed to nearest fire alarm and pulled the latch down without hesitating. “ERRRHH, ERRRH. Evacuate the building” the alarms went off. Ben walked calmly to the Principal's office while others panicked and screamed. As he arrived, the principal was locking his door. Ben creeped behind him and knocked him out. Ben tied his hairy legs and pale hands up and locked him in the files room. Ben walked out of the room and spotted Toby around the corner. He raced over to him and once again he wasn’t spotted. His voice was heard in the toilets, Ben walked over, opened the door to no one in the cubicles. Ben felt whoozy, so he washed his face. When he looked back up to the mirror, Toby was standing behind him with a sinister face. “Nice meeting you Ben!” Toby touched Ben and Ben collapsed head first.

“Ben!, Ben!, Ben! Get up!”a voice called. Ben woke up all wet and sweaty on the toilet floor. He walked out the toilets and back to class. A bunch of teachers and the principal were huddled up in the corner of one class and as Ben took one step in the hallway they shot bullets at him with their eyes. “There he is!. He locked me up and tied my legs and arms up” cried the principal, shedding a few tears. Ben stood in amazement and was escorted to the principal's office.

“Explain yourself Mr. Why all this nonsense, stealing other peers property, locking me up and breaking every rule in school. What happened to the sweet Ben we knew” questioned Mr.Elvis(the principal).

”It’s wasn’t me Toby told me to do those bad things. I was so caught up in doing what Toby said I lost my good side and well...I actually enjoyed it”. “For once in my life i’ve felt more alive. Like I do anything. But right now i’m very confused. Toby was in the bathroom and the and the……”

“Yes. And who is this Toby? Mr.Elvis raised his eyebrow

“He’s in my bio class and the only time I see him is when I go out for recess”.

“Ben there is no Toby in our school. There has never been?”.