Drake woke up by the noise of his alarm clock. He slammed it, he was
far to tired. The day before he worked on a project, he needed to
divide who did what and it took him some time. He workes in a factory,
he's the manager. Before he repaired cars but his father suddenly died
so he got his father's factory. He dressed himself and ate some. His dog
Bounce jumped against him when he went into the hallway. He gave him
his food for the day Bounce looked happy and moved his tale. But Drake
had no time to play with him. 'Next time boy.' And he left.

When he arrived at his work, still yawning he sat down behind his desk and
looked at the paperwork. One of the pill-machine's had to be made, it
was broken. He got out of the office, into the factory, to check all the
machines. One of the machines didn't work properly and there where tests.
      A while later when he checked all the machines and came back to his office
his phone rang. He grabbed it. 'Hello Drake! Can we talk?' 'Not now, I'm bizzy,
sorry Luzy.' 'Can we then meet tomorow? At the pub?' 'Okey I'll be there!'
'Alright! See ya! Go on with that boring work of yours, Bye.'

Next day Drake woke up and slammed his alarm clock like he always did. It
was Friday, he was off. Drake parked himself behind the tv with chips and beer,
watching detective series. When his beer-bottle was empty, he went to grab a new
one in the kitchen. A note on the fridge reminds him that he had to go to the pub
to Luzy. He had just a quarter left! He hurried into normal cloth took Bounce and
went to the pub where they should go to. After fifteen minutes of waiting Luzy
was not there yet, the barkeeper said there was someone on the phone for him.
He took the phone. 'Hello with Drake.' He heared nothing till he heared a voice
like Luzy's screaming: 'DRAKE HELP!! I AM di... dis... pr.....' Then a loud noise
came out of the phone. And the connection was broken.
Drake didn't believe what he heared and thought he turned crazy. He gave the
barkeeper five pounds, ran to Luzy's house, kicked the door and went to
the place where her phone hang. It was on the ground, just as it should be the
moment she disappeared. 'Disappearing? that doesn't exist! Nobody just disappears
into nothing!' Drake went mad and ran home, pulling hard on Bounce's collar .
He called every one to look if they didn't disappear. He pushed Bounce into his box.
Then he called Quintin, his best friend. For advise. Quintin came to Drake's place
and calmed him down al little. 'I know it's hard to believe, it's the same for me but
you should stay calm.' 'Im to scared, can you sleep here?' 'If you want to,
I'l sleep on the couch right?'

At about seven o'clock Drake awoke because of a nightmare. He rubbed in his eyes
and went to the bathroom to drink some water. He stood on something wet and hairy
he made a little jump. When he put the light on it turned out to be a toothbush.
He was relieved, but. 'Why should it be on the ground at this time?' When he went to
brush his teeth is was still on the washbowl! He hurried to the livingroom and turned
the lights on. 'What?!' It was not Quintin. Luzy lay on the couch! She blinked
and said: 'Why do you awake me this early?' She yawned and looked at Drake. 'WHAT
are you doing here!?' 'Yesterday you invited me to sleep here! Why do you look this
ashtionished?' Then Quintin walked into the room and started to laugh. 'WHAHAHAA!
This is so funny!' 'You're still here thats a relief to me!' Then Luzy laughed to.
Drake got angry, 'WHAT IS SO FUNNY?!' 'WHAAHA! I will explain all Drake.'
'We wanted to get you out of your boring life as manager. So we joked you!'
'I didn't disappear! when I called you in the pub I was joking, we scared you HAHA
HAA!' 'That was not funny!! Next time think of something else please!!!'

Ik moest voor school een vervolg schrijven voor een stukje uit het boek 'De Guillotine' Ik vind het best goed gelukt:

Bijna, bijna was ze er niet meer geweest, drong tot haar door. Ze voelde aan haar keel en slikte.
'Eeeh..' Zei een stem achter haar. Sandrine ging voorzichtig zitten, ze voelde zich draaierig. Uiteindelijk draaide ze zich om. Daar lag Nicolas´s vader, meneer Bailly met bloed aan zijn hoofd. Naast hem stond Nicolas, hij had een stok in zijn hand, toen ze naar hem keek liet hij die vallen en barstte in tranen uit. ´Ik had je helemaal niet moeten helpen! Nu heb ik geen ouders meer, ik kan het wel vergeten. Nu word ik een slaafje in je vaders kasteel, Dat wil ik niet!´ Sandrine probeerde hem te troosten maar hij duwde haar weg. ´Alles wat ik nu heb is een mandje met eten, hier komt straks een andere boer die de boerderij overneemt! Ga weg! Verwend kind ik hoef jou niet meer te zien!´ Verward liep Sandrine terug naar het kasteel. ´Was dit allemaal haar schuld?´ Ze sprak er niet over tijdens het eten en ze ging vroeg naar bed. De volgende ochtend hoorde ze van haar vader dat de boerderij van de Bailly´s leeg was aangetroffen, ofwel meneer Bailly dood en Nicolas spoorloos. ´Was dit echt haar schuld?´ ´Sandrine?´ ´Ja papa?´ ´Heb jij hier iets mee te maken?´ ´Eeeh... nee waarom zou ik?´ Zei ze ongeloofwaardig. Later die dag pakte ze haar paard, Florie en zei dat ze een stukje ging rijden. ´Waar zou een jongen als Nicolas zich verstoppen?´ In het bos waar ze vaak paard reed was een hut bij de rivier, wist ze. Ze reed er heen en toen ze er was klopte ze op het houten deurtje. De deur ging open. Toen Nicolas zag wie het was deinsde hij achteruit. ´Ga weg! Weg!´ ´Maar ik wil je helpen.´ ´Hulp van jou? Alles behalve dat!´ Langs Sandrine glipte Nicolas naar buiten, naar de rivier toe.
Sandrine wist dat de rivier vol met stenen lag, en het stroomde ook heel hard. ´Weetje wat?´ Zei Nicolas terwijl hij naar de rivier keek. ´Ik ga naar mijn moeder toe, ze moet me wel gemist hebben.´ Voordat Sandrine wist wat er gebeurde hoorde ze een plons en Nicolas was weg.