The Midnight Gang

One dark stormy night, a mysterious  awoke when it struck twelve O’Clock midnight. The Midnight Gang: Tom-A brave Boy, Jess-A fearless warrior, Buster-An ummm errrr, a nothing to special about him boy , James-A strong participator and Truffle-A rather chubby lad. They rose from their beds and Tippy-Toed out of their houses (Of course Truffle grabbing some chocolate cake on the way) the gang then met at their  meeting point, THE WOODS! Nobody ever steps a foot into the woods! They finally stepped in to the gloomy target and could hear screaming, they all got scared, even Jess and Tom. There was something behind them! Although they ran quickly, they were not making enough progress and…….

Tale of two partners

One fine morning, I rose from my bed  and grabbed my cool-looking silver computer and and started playing a really hard coding game, hard but fun. Then I slammed the lid down when I had enough. I carried my computer down to the dining room, ready to have my breakfast. I dropped my computer on the table and accidentally spilled a bit of oranges juice on the screen. “BEEP!”went the computer. “Oops,” I mumbled, and wiped the splodge of juice of the bright shiny screen.

From the computers perspective………

One tiering dull morning, my head got lifted from my neck. I wished I could change my awful clothes. My owner, Millee, started playing with myworst enemy Co-operative Coders. Grrrrr that game really makes my brain itch! Then, she decided that it was OK to just slam my head down onto my neck. Next she carried my down the stairs and finally sat down. She then spilt some icky sticky orange juice on me! I always dreamed of having a bath, but not one like this!

Moan, Moan, Moan

If I chased the dog around in the fog………. Moan, Moan, Moan. “Don’t chase the poor thing Millie!” Mum will say.

If I look at a star through one big jar……….. Moan, Moan, Moan “Put that down it could smash!” Mum will shout.

If I slurp and burp at dinner time………… Moan, Moan, Moan. “MILLIEEE!” mum will mime.

But  If I was in charge…………..

I would chase the dog around in the fog,

I would look at a star through one big jar

And I would slurp and burp at dinner time.

My Mum would groan but she wouldn’t moan.

It would be so much better if it was like that,

I don’t know what my Mum is playing at,

But what I do know is that she is doing it for me and my own good!


Dear Diary,

In a big black box, yesterday, I moved into a brand new wooden white home. I wasn’t the only book moving in, there was lots of other me too!

Earlier this morning,  it was my turn to be read. I stepped up on to the bed, exited. About five minutes later, Ben, my user  walked in. Nervous, I waited for my words to come out of his mouth.

Luckily, I got the better of my nerves and soon enjoyed being read. I Loved all the big grins and smiles on Ben’s face.

When I had finished, I jumped down off the big blue bed. “OWWWWW” I squealed. Page number 13 of me had been ripped!

“Whats the matter?” Ben said to me in a low-tone gentle voice. I turned myself to the ripped page and said nothing. Ben then said “No problem,” and taped me up as good as new.

Stickman, Oh Stickman

One fine day, Billy was taking his little sister Lila out to the park. In the morning, they got dressed excitedly and hurridly wanting to get to the park early. So when they had finished getting themselves ready upstairs, they shot straight down the stairs. They then opened the door and when they got out they slammed the door behind them. They ran into the car and waited. When they finally got there, Billy took Lila to the pond to feed the ducks. They had too walk through the woods to get there. So when they got to the woods they tip-toed in. Right in front of them they saw they saw things dancing and those things were………….