On one normal Saturday morning, I was on my way to the local museum. I was very excited it.
When we arrived we went straight to the area entitled, DINOSAURS, cause I love them. I was looking around when something caught my eye. So I walked over to it and saw a pile of bones in a ball they were all covered in mud so I couldn’t see them properly. The information next to it read:
This artefact is very dangerous! Do not touch it or bad things will happen and your life will be cursed forever and so will everyone else’s!
To be continued
It was a boring, wet day. It had been raining all morning. It was still raining and now it is 18:00. I think a storm is building up now, I can hear it. What a grey day it is. I don’t think I am ever going to get to sleep.
Now I’m up again and I only got a few hours sleep. Just then I heard a really loud, scary rumble, then there was a sudden bolt of electricity. Then I saw something. A nearby tree was on fire. So I rushed downstairs, picked up the phone and dialled 999 wanting the fire brigade.
One hour later, when they came I realised I had nothing to tell them about. The rain must have put out the fire. I got into big trouble with them.
On a normal day, in America on planet Earth, there was a gun factory. It sold all sorts. But one day one their machines broke…
One day, when the bullets were being made, one of the revolver making machines went wrong. It started creating twisted revolvers. They had twisted handles, twisted triggers and twisted barrels! No one knew what was happening. Everyone wanted to find out about the strange appearances of the revolvers. Suddenly, the factory lights started flashing and machines stopped. They called in some engineers eventually.
After three hours, the machines were fixed and all was well. The kept one revolver in a museum.
Once upon a time there was a unicorn. The unicorn was pink, very pink. It sprinkled dust wherever it went. In fact he was so pink, that he would definitely stand out in a group of flamingoes. This day I am telling you about is the day that changed his life. He was about to get a completely different friend.
The pink unicorn was prancing over some daffodils, when suddenly a fire ball came flying towards him! It was another unicorn. But it was green unlike the other unicorns.
As you know reader,unicorns can’t speak so I am going to translate it for you.
“NNEIIGGGHHH,”said the pink unicorn.
To Be Continued
Hi, am a robot. I am fighting in a robot war in another dimension from you… the reader. Lots of scratches cover my body, but luckily I am a robot and I can’t feel anything. My colour is red and so are the rest of my friends. Right now I am fighting one of the strongest robots in the other army. Oh no! I have just been hit by the robot and I’m flying to wards Earth. I’m in your atmosphere and now I am on fire! 5..4..3..2..1.. CRASH. Oh, I landed on a tree . What, where are my legs!
To finish off I am just going to say… his legs were very far away.
“Although we ran quickly, we were still not making enough progress!”
Oh, how did this happen to me, well let me start from the beginning…
I was playing a game of tag with my best mate, Adam B. I was IT, so I decided to chase down my worst enemy, the school bully (I am not going to say his name because it creeps me out when I say it). When suddenly, a very small car crashed through the school gates. The car stopped and out jumped a very creepy clown. Then he shouted, ” Here comes!” I stopped right in my tracks but the bully kept running. Then I found myself running towards the clown.
So this is how the end started…
Once I was walking through a city, New York, when suddenly I heard someone scream at the top of their voice. ” HEELLP,” screamed the voice. I looked around. I couldn’t see anything. ‘Where could the voice be coming from’ I thought? So I looked up and saw a little boy with a flare on top of the Empire State building. I didn’t know what to do. Then I wandered, ‘How did he get up there?’ So I told a nearby fire station to get their longest ladder ever! So they got, leaned it against the building and only just managed to reach. The boy clambered on and toppled the ladder. It sent him and five firemen flying!
Once upon a time in my house, I was drinking a cup of tea, when suddenly I was being sucked into a parallel dimension. I was spinning and swaying until finally, I had touched the ground. My head was going all funny and then I had adjusted to my surrounding. Weirdly, I saw a flying donkey and a singing monkey until then I saw a giant tea pot. Buried in the ground. It was around the size of a cow. There were flowers on it and it looked like it had been chipped. Then I heard a whizzing sound I was travelling back home. I wish I had been there longer, I really wanted to see everything else.
Once a penguin was walking through a forest in Iceland, when he saw a boy! The boy decided to pick it up and take it home. At home he named it Penguiny (pen-gu-ee-nee). He dressed him up in flip-flops, sunglasses and a shirt, fed him fish (and chips) and they even played with his toys. The boy loved it but the penguin hated it.
Once a boy was walking through a forest when he saw a penguin. The penguin ran towards the boy started pecking, and took the boy to his home. In his home he asked the boy his name. He fed him raw fish (regurgitated by the penguin), he dressed him in snow and he let him play with his plastic fish collection. The boy hated it but the penguin loved it.
Once, I was watching the news. It was a special about Brexit. I wasn’t very interested, but my dad just kept watching. Every two minutes, I would ask my dad to TURN IT OFF. But he wouldn’t listen any of the hundreds of times I asked him. I decided to think of what I could do. So I thought “But what if I was in charge of the country”.
So these are the things I thought of what I could do:
I could make up my own rules for the country. Like children do not have to go to school, children make up the school rules, and finally children can’t get told off. I thought that was a bit too much for children. Maybe adults can have a day off.
I said to my dad again,”Can we turn it off.” He didn’t listen.
Last Monday, it was snowing in the park. I hate it when it snows. I’m a snowflake and I really do not like it when I touch the ground.
First, I get blown through the wind (not in control of what direction I am going).
Then, snowflakes normally get blown into people’s hair and melt; others do not. I didn’t (luckily).
Next I touch the ground. Lots of bad actions at that point, actions, that I don’t want to happen to me. Like people stepping on me. Oh how I hate people treading on me. I get squashed and squished and kicked around. Snow is the worst object to be in the whole wide world.
Another bad thing that could happen to me is that sometimes I get scrunched up into a ball. Once I have been made into a ball I get thrown around. I get thrown at: trees, people, bins, lamp posts, slides, swings and loads more. They call me a snowball. I AM A SNOWFLAKE NOT, A SNOWBALL!
After that, the most annoying thing is people gather me and the other snowflakes get made into models. Like model humans, model dogs, even model snowflakes!
Something else, is that humans sometimes eat me! Would you like to be eaten.
Finally, I will tell you the only good thing is flying down chatting with my friends.
Once upon a time, when I was walking in the park, I saw some large logs, lying on the ground. Then I looked away. I looked back and they had moved! I was wandering what was going on. So I decided to go back home.
The next day, I went back to the park they had moved again! Suddenly, the logs got up. They started doing forward lunges. It was an amazing sight. Loads of stick people walking. I didn’t know what to do? I thought I should go back home again.
When I got back home, I went to bed. I woke back up in the morning and realised it was just a dream.
Once upon a time, there was a snake. The snake was a red snake. He was also very smart. To read a clock was one of the things he could do.
One day, the snake was out walking in the street when some people cycled past him. They were wearing black and white with a black face-mask holding sacks of money! Before he could react, the snake jumped into a nearby phone box to call the Police (that was another one of the things he could do).
He ran out of the phone box and at the robbers. The snake caught up on them and bit them. They fell instantly to the ground.
Once upon a time, in a city in New Zealand, there was a place called Monster Museum. The people there kept mythical creatures. Including: a Cyclops, a Centaur, a Pegasus, a Minotaur and many more.
One day, when the workers were out looking for more creatures, they saw a fireball in the sky coming towards them. “What is THAT!” one of the workers said. They all jumped into their cars and drove off.
The next day, the workers went back to visit the site. They were amazed by what they saw. “It’s a hand!” said the same worker. “It looks like Donald Trump,” said another.
To be continued in the next story.
Once upon a time, there was a brilliant writer. He wrote stories with at least two hundred pages and when he had finished them he scribbled a signature on the last page. One day, when he was thinking about his next story, he decided to display under the flooring in the local library. But there was on problem – he didn’t have paper the right size to fill the library!
The next day, The Writer asked The Press to create the biggest sheet of paper they had ever made! He needed a piece of paper the size of twenty four sheets of A4 paper.
So The Press made the paper and The Writer wrote the story
After 5 weeks the story was finished and The Writer put it in the library.
In the beginning, we found out that Jack loved chocolate and that he went to a park and saw a phantom muttering a curse.
Now on with the story…
As the phantom muttered a curse, Jack felt odd. He felt a tingling sensation in his feet. Jack looked down and saw his feet turning into chocolate. The chocolate was spreading and hardening as it went. “MUM, DAD” screamed Jack, “ I’M TURNING INTO CHOCOLATE”
” Don’t be so silly Jack “ said Jack’s mum.
”BUT I AM” Jack shouted as his face finally got covered in chocolate!
The phantom vanished.
Once upon a time, there was a Monkey Professor. He had his own lab! I will tell you a bit about it. It had a fan, a laptop and a big bowl of bananas! So on with the story…
One day, when the Monkey Professor was eating bowlfuls of bananas, he got asked to do an important job. The important job was to be done on a laptop. So Monkey Professor grabbed his laptop and headed for his desk. He put his laptop down (not noticing the banana skins where he had placed it) and sat in his swivel chair. Monkey Professor opened up his laptop, pressed a key and… “VVROOMM,” the laptop slid off the table! It had smashed!
The next day he was fired.
This is another story about Professor Jenkins…
Once upon a time, Professor Jenkins was in his lab pondering on all the things he wanted. In his mind, he thought about getting a dog- one of the top things he wanted- but they were to much to look after. Then Professor Jenkins had an idea. “I am going to build a robot dog!”exclaimed Professor Jenkins. So he started to build a white, sandwich battery powered dog!
After 2 weeks, Professor Jenkins had finished. He thought his dog was perfect though he needed a collar. He hurried to the pet shop and brought a collar for his new robotic dog. The dog was very energetic and could barley get to sleep that night.
To be continued
“Right we’re going up to bed,” yawned Jack’s mum. “Me too,” replied his dad. As quick as he could, Jack quietly ran up stairs.
In the morning, Jack’s mum told him that they were going to the park for a picnic. Jack said,”Yay we’re going to the park, lets bring chocolate!”
“OK” sighed Jack’s mum,”We’ll bring chocolate for our picnic.” As his parents were driving to the National Trust park they overheard Jack talking to himself,” I want chocolate, I want chocolate, I want chocolate.”
Finally they were there. They had gone to a very big park. So they walked to a spot in between to trees.”This is the perfect spot,”exclaimed Jack’s dad. “AAHH,” screamed Jack as he saw something. It was a tall, dark phantom. He had a hood covering his face. He was muttering a curse!
To be continued in part three.
Once there was a boy named Jack. Jack loved chocolate, he ate it a lot. This story is about Jack eating lots of chocolate.
Jack was once scoffing chocolate, when his mum and dad took away all the chocolate he was eating and put on the kitchen table. “Give it BACK,” screamed Jack, “I want my CHOCOLATE!” By the way, I forgot to tell you about how fat Jack was. This is how I will explain it- he was very fat all because of his life on chocolate. Jack’s mum told him to go up to his room. “CHOCOLATE!” cried Jack as he dragged himself upstairs. When it was time for bed Jack snuck down onto the stairs. Downstairs his mum and dad were talking about were to put all the chocolate. “We need to hide the chocolate,” Jack’s mum said, determined. “But where would we hide it all?” his dad replied…
To be continued in the next story.