A night in the maze

         Thomas scared and exhausted trying to find something or somewhere he can use or hide in but there was nothing. Just walls. Then he finally figured it out. Thomas came up with a plan that he knew would work to help them survive the night, survive the grievers. The first thing they have to was find somewhere to keep the injured kid. Thomas looks up and saw the vines hanging of the wall so he pulled them. They seemed strong enough so the tied the injured kid up the wall and covered him with a layer of the vines. He was hidden to the eye. Then they left. They needed to keep moving, couldn’t afford staying still and being caught by the grievers. That didn’t work to well because they saw one. It chased them climbing the walls jumping from side to side. Furiously chasing them all while the walls were shifting back and forth. Thomas thinking quickly saw two walls closing, knowing the grievers was behind him ran through the closing walls and so did the griever. The griever didn’t make it. Thomas was the first person to ever kill a griever. After being chased all night they finally made it, the first people ever to spend a night in the maze and it was only his third day since the metal box brought him there.

Being a hero

         Thomas finally discovered what the maze was and his first instinct was to become a runner. The people that go throughout the maze to find a way out. Runner had to be able to run very fast to keep up with walls movements and to be able to get back to the glade before the walls shut and trapped them outside with the grievers and no one has ever spent a full night on the other side of the walls that’s hasn’t died. Thomas being curious starts to look into the maze not passing the walls but just looking, wondering where it could lead, why he was there, and how could he escape. Then all the sudden a loud alarm starts going off with a series of click and clack and metal clanking. Then the doors start slowly closing, then he sees them two runners. The one kid is carrying the other kid on his shoulders trying his best to get there before the doors shut. Thomas is screaming for help now as everyone surrounded the entrance back into the glade. The door is almost shut. Thomas doesn’t want to leave them out there. By themselves. So he did it, he ran through the door. As it was closing on him inches away from squishing him in between the ginormous walls. He made it. Now what, as Thomas was trying to think the boy who he bravely tried to rescue started yelling at him saying “nice job greenie you just got yourself killed.

The maze

     As the boy got hauled out of the metal box he heard laughter, boys yelling at him and everyone taunting him. As he walked through the crowd he realized that there is no girls at all, following the person who pull him out of the dark box. As they kept walking he started to remember his name, it was Thomas. Thomas tried as hard as possible to remember anything but the only thing that came to his head was his name. As the day went on he just sat there confused, then all the sudden one by one random boys who he hasn’t seen yet start to appear behind the big walls surrounding him. They ran into a small shack on the other side of the of this area they called their home. Thomas was curious so he started asking the kid next to him that’s the leader sent to watch him. His name was chuck he was a short stubby kid who was very friendly, he began to say that on the other side of the walls were a series of maze that trapped them inside this place it is called the Maze. The people who were running back in to that shack were called runners and they searched for a way out everyday studying the movement of the walls. Every night the giant doors that lead to the maze shut and creature called grievers come out to prevent them from escaping by stinging them with poisonous needles sticking out of their body. As chuck was still explaining Thomas realized that’s what he wants to because he wants to escape.

The Wrong Train

I decided to read The Wrong Train, by Jeremy de Quidt. It starts off with a boy realizing that he has gotten on the wrong train home, and decides to get off at the current platform. But the platform the train stops at is just a dark, foggy slab of stone with one lone bench. As he approaches the bench, he notices a strange old man wearing a thin raincoat with greased tie, holding a gas lantern, along with a small scruffy gray dog on a leash. The man approaches the boy sitting on the bench and sits alongside him. When the boy asks the old man when the next train is coming, the man responds that this “isn’t a train station, it's a Permanent Way Post.” and that he shouldn't have gotten off at this Post; otherwise the man wouldn’t be there.