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Alex
 Amelia
Olivia
George
Jade
Olivia
Poppy
Rachel
Shaila
Victoria
Zara
Naomi
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Story by Alex Corbett
The Adventures of Minimus
Minimus lived in a church, under a pew with his family - little Joe, his son, and Julie, his wife.
One day Minimus decided that he would go on the 10 mm skateboard ride which raises money for meningitis, lung, heart and brain diseases. He decided he would have to train very hard as 10 mm is a long long way in Mouse land.
The next day he started his training by jumping from pew to pew. Suddenly, he fell off and went tumbling down onto the rock hard floor. He then heard a little siren 'wooo wooo wooooo'. It was a little boy's toy ambulance running down the aisle. It had come just at the right time. Minimus' family lifted him up onto the stretcher and waved goodbye.
Everyone thought it was going to be all very well but, in fact, it just made matters worse because when the little boy pulled his toy ambulance back, his mum screamed at the vehicle. Suddenly Minimus was thrown out and landed in the wine jug, and to make matters worse, it was Communion.
At the end of the church the priest searched everywhere for Minimus and his family. He didn't find anything except Minimus' skateboard. He thought it was the little boy's but then he thought "Why would it be so small?"
The next day, Minimus' friend, Bob, came round from across the aisle. He found Minimus lying in bed with a cast on each arm and one leg.
Bob asked if he wanted anything, but Minimus said "No. I was clumsy thinking I could jump from pew to pew without even having a practice up the aisle".
Suddenly, Bob had an idea. He would pretend he was Minimus if his friend wasn't better in time. He would skateboard in the competition and if he won he would give his medal to Minimus.
"No need to give the medal to me, Bob. I'll be up and running in no time!" said Minimus when Bob told him about his idea. But he wasn't. It was three days before the big race and Minimus was still in his wheelchair.
The days went by so slowly that week for Minimus. Bob was preparing that morning for the big race in the afternoon. For some reason Minimus became a lot better. And so he was able to race! Minimus was faking this whole thing. He actually felt even worse than before!
That afternoon Minimus and many town folk all went to the park (a clean piece of grass) to do the big ten mm race. Minimus saw his brothers, sisters, Mum, Dad, Auntie, Uncle, Granny and Grandad.
As soon as the Referee said "Go!" Minimus had regretted what he was just about to do. He wanted to stop the race but it was too late. He set off.....
Two hours later
"Wakey, Wakey, Wahoo" He heard a scream. Minimus opened his eyes and saw he was on the block in First Place. He was holding a trophy and had a gold medal around his neck.
If you go to Mouse Land today you can still see his medal and trophy. Well done!
THE END
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Story by Amelia Ward
Teddy Robinson
That night Sarah was clenching my arms in her sleep. She was probably dreaming. I felt so sad that night because teddy bears can't close their eyes, can they?
The next day I found myself flat on the ground on the soft carpet. I was facing up and could see the springs of the bed. I knew that Sarah had gone downstairs for her breakfast because I could hear her and her rather peculiar brother squabbling over the last piece of toast. I mean, I know I am a teddy bear and that sort of nonsense but, after all, it is only a piece of toast.
Then I heard Sarah stomping upstairs to come and get ready for school. Then, suddenly, I saw a pink nail polished hand come under the bed and pick me up. It was Sarah. She had the worst hairdo I have ever seen. She is normally so stylish. She picked me up and threw me straight into the bin. "I should grow up" she said.
I felt I was being neglected by Sarah. When Sarah went to school her Mum came to her room and took me out of the bin and she walked me down to the Charity shop.
When we got there Sarah's mother took me out of her ugly old fashion bag and gave me to an old hunched up lady behind the counter. "Oh, Dearie, what have you got there?"
Sarah's mother preciously handed me over to the lady. The lady took me as if I was the Queen's crown.
"I will pay you £20 for this adorable teddy". Then the lady opened the till and took out what looked like white leaves but with a head on. "There you go!"
"Thank you" said Sarah's mother sarcastically.
After a few minutes Sarah's mother had gone and I was left alone with the lady. Slowly the lady moved over to the window at the front of the shop and placed me gently on the metal rod stand right in the centre of the window. I felt so strange looking out of the big window into the wide open world.
A little girl came up to the window and tapped on the glass. The vibration was so big I nearly fell off the stand I was sitting on. Luckily, the parent of the child came and took her away.
The rest of the day I was thinking of that evil Sarah who threw me away and never said Goodbye.
After a couple of hours had passed the lady cleared out all her customers.
The store was silent, peaceful. The lady packed up some of the toys in a cardboard box and placed them high above the shelf. She walked up to me, looking into my beady eyes, which nobody can resist, and patted me on the head. Then the lady walked over to the door and closed it. I saw her scurry down the road with her big fluffy coat on. Then she faded away into the misty distance. I was all alone. Just me - all alone.
The next day, about 7 am I noticed Sarah in the window. Actually, she noticed me. I saw her face changed with shock. "Oh my God. What have I done?" She was determined to get me back home to my proper house. I could see that in her eyes. She came running in and picked me up and cuddled me. "I will buy you" she said and bought me and took me home!
THE END
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Story by Olivia Bertie
Diary Of A Prisoner Of War
Today I had a fun day! I got to go in a plane and get some porridge and fruit.
When we flew over London, I saw a big tower. As we landed in Germany, Germans started shooting us down. I felt a sickening pain in my throat. It felt like my heart was actually up my throat. I also had a sickening pain in my leg. I was knocked out and the whole aeroplane was shaking.
The aeroplane swooped as fast as an aeroplane would go. But the aeroplane crashed to the ground. I was the only one alive!
I walked out of the aeroplane. All of the German army were out there. I did not know what to do. I got taken into the German prison as a prisoner of War. I was right under the siren. I tried to reach it but I could not. I was trying to reach the siren because one rule is that if you get imprisoned by German soldiers then you should pull the siren so then any German will know because they were not attacking and they will know where someone was. Britain won't drop a bomb on a German prison if they hear the siren.
They left a stick beside my prison so I could use that to reach the siren. I tried and tried to reach it but it would not budge. Eventually I spotted my pillow. I tried to use my pillow to reach the stick. Eventually I got the stick. I tried to reach the siren. I got it. Now all I had to do was to put my strength into it.
I heard someone coming. I said “Oh No”. My victory of getting out was all finished. I quickly put the pillow and the stick back and pretended I was sleeping.
I listened to what the people were saying. “So which cell is he in?”
“Oh, Sir, he’s a bit scruffy. He’s in this one”.
“Oh, my! I see what you mean. We could let him out and then let him go and get some clothes. Well, what I mean is , let him get washed and give him clothes and then let him go for a jog.”
When I had a jog I saw some soldiers in an Army. I looked closer and I could see that it was the British Army. Sorry, I forgot to tell you that I am in the British Army. They had brought some pliers so I could cut my way out.
I carefully started to cut my way out. I was lucky because it was night time so nobody could see me. But the lights that go around the prison were on and the soldiers controlling the lights heard me clip a wire. They shone the spot light on me. I thought I was not going to get through the wire. Suddenly, the light was on me. I heard some bells ringing and it sounded like another alarm.
All my rescuers shouted "Come on!" and they tried to help me rip the wire open. Eventually, we got the hole in the wire open. I felt this bullet go right in the back of my leg. I heard people behind me say "Oy, stop right there".
My friends pulled me out and while they ran they carried me. It was because I got shot in the leg. I heard them coming behind us.
THE END
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Story by George Edwards
Burnt Waffles
Who am I?
Do you ever feel different to everyone else, not a part of the crowd? Well, I certainly don’t. I mean, I was the Prom Queen three years running. I won two beauty pageant awards and am still the most popular kid in High School.
As he’s a multi millionaire, Daddy’s not around very much. You know, with all the film shooting and all that type of stuff. But enough about him. More about me! I live with Daddy (Mr. Big Bucks), Frederick, my older, and so annoying, step brother and Mr. Shnoodles, my chiwawa. We live in a seven storey mansion in the middle of LA where all the beaches and pools are.
My Mum died when I was five so I didn’t know her much before she died, but I always knew she would be there, looking out for me!
When it’s the vacation I just spend my time shopping, getting manicures, sun bathing on the beach with my friends and spending time at the mall, just chilling! As you can see, I have a very busy life, and I don’t want anyone to mess it up! So now that’s all done and dusted. Let’s get serious and beware - you got yourself into this.
Babies
Bizzzzzz. My Betty Boop alarm clock danced around on my diamond encrusted oak dressing table. “Time to get up! I murmured to myself, stretching like an elastic band as I clambered out of bed. I draped my dressing gown over my shoulders, slipped on my bumble bee slippers and plodded down the stairs into the marble floored, million dollar kitchen. I stifled a yawn as I dropped four waffles into the microwave, slamming the little door shut tight. I flopped down on one of the sofas and waited for the waffles to toast. Some heavy feet pounded down the stairs and Daddy appeared in the kitchen doorway, his eyebrows bent and his forehead creased.
“’Morning!” I called cheerily, as I stood up and made my way to the microwave. I glanced up at him. “Want one?” I murmured. He shook his head, giving a grunt.
“I never eat waffles; you should know that by now, Rachel”.
“Sorry” I whispered, scooping some of my wild hair behind my ears.
“Think nothing of it” he replied, trying hard to change the subject.
“Listen, Pumpkin, there’s something that I need to tell you. It’s a little urgent. You see, with Aunt Lorraine having quadruplets and all, she needs help now and then, what with her job in Greece and all. So, because of her job, she can only take one of them with her to Greece. So when I heard of this, I sort of ......”
“Get to the point, Daddy, what is it?” I exclaimed, rolling my eyes.
“You see, I sort of offered” he began, pausing after a bit, to clear his throat. “I offered to take Samuel, Molly and Angelina in, so Poppy can go with her Mom.”
I dropped the china plate I was holding, listening to it smash on the floor. A strong whiff of burnt waffles wandered into my nostrils. Poppy was the ONLY good one of the bunch! My life from now on was going to be Hell!
"I felt sorry for her" he continued, shuffling his feet from side to side. "She phoned me
last night and she sounded urgent. Come on Babycakes, you know how upset Aunt Lorraine can get!"
By now, smoke had filled the whole room, making a dark mist. I began to cough and splutter, waving my hand in the deep fog. "Please don't be so angry with me! I know you won't be happy with this, but I just couldn't put her down". His voice got quieter and quieter, as if someone was pressing the mute button on a remote control. I tried to keep calm. I knew he wasn't overjoyed with the whole situation, so I just had to put on a brave face and try to smile.
"Don't worry, Daddy. It can't be that bad. The time will probably whizz by!" Daddy nodded, not so sure. Suddenly, some loud footsteps plodded down the stairs. A few moments later Frederick was standing by the door, his face all screwed up.
"It’s like World War Two all over again!" he exclaimed, waving his hands in the air. He glanced at the pieces of smashed china, spread out on the floor. "Someone's had a little accident! Let me guess - one of your nails broke, or maybe one of your thousands of hair extensions fell out!"
I lunged at him, baring my teeth as if I was an angry tigress. Daddy pulled me back; his hand was clasped on my arm. "No fighting today, kids, or I'll make both of you go outside and clean all of my cars, and Yes, all four of them!" I groaned and sunk down onto one of the leather sofas.
Frederick Finds Out
I had never been keen on babies, or any small children for that matter! All they seemed to do was, poop, scream, mess things up and become a nuisance! To think that I was once one of them. Mr. Shnoodles scurried into the kitchen, nearly tripping up Frederick.
“That would teach him!” I muttered under my breath. I bent down and lifted up Mr. Shnoodles and caressed his ears.
“What’s the matter, sis?” said Frederick, chuckling to himself. “You’re my l’il sis, we can tell each other anything!” He knew I hated it when he called me sis, so he tended to use this phrase often.
“I meant what I said about the cars, you two.” Daddy had to put his foot down sometimes, if you know what I mean. He was the man of the house, and had to take control. “Frederick, there is something that we need to tell you.” Finally, in my head I imagined what he was going to say. Something like ‘you are making my beautiful daughters life hell, and we don’t want you hear anymore, you’re a disgrace to our family!’ Then daddy would scoop me up in his arms and tell me he was so sorry and would buy me anything I wanted, to earn my forgiveness! Sadly, my little fairytales in my head never ended the way they were meant to! Sometimes life was so harsh.”As I was saying,” Daddy continued “we’re taking in three of aunt Lorraine’s quadruplets, so that she can go to her new job in Greece with Poppy!” Even though it wasn’t the dream sentence I had in mind, I expected Frederick sink to his knees and sob or even, to make it a happy ending, declare that he was leaving and was never coming back! Unfortunately, Frederick just shrugged and said that he would help out when he could. My jaw dropped and I swear I could taste a salty tear drip down into my mouth. Frederick gave a grim smile and then picked up a bottle of air freshener and sprayed it wildly around the room. I started to cough. I had forgotten all about the smoke, and when I looked down at my lap I saw Mr. Shnoodles spluttering, his little head shaking violently. I looked up at daddy.
“I’ll take him up stairs.” I whispered, as I picked up the squirming dog and sauntered out of the room.
Before going straight up the stairs, I crouched down and lent my ear on the door. I heard daddy constantly asking Frederick if he was alright about the changes that were going to happen and Fredericks answer always the same “I’ll be fine, but what about you’re daughter, she may not cope!” This frustrated me; he was acting as if I was a toddler, instead of being a sixteen year old! I’ll show him how I can cope; he’d only seen one side of me!
That was when I heard what the date was that they were coming. May 27th, it’s the end of July right now! I have almost a whole year to plan out what I was going to do, and anyway, I’m seventeen in April, so I may even have enough time before they come to move away to college, or even university! That is, if they would let me in. I am quite bright and would fit in anywhere!
Now I am going to go and get some more of my beauty rest!
TTFN!
THE END
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Story by Jade Alleyn
Charity Bear
Scruff, the bear, was quite old and he was looking for a nice new home. Well, he was waiting for someone to take him to a nice new home. Here is the story.
His old owner was a loving, caring and beautiful little girl. She would take Scruff everywhere that she went. She made him a lovely bed to sleep in at night and would sometimes take him in to her own bed to sleep with her. But as she got older she started to lose all that and Scruff ended up left on her shelf until eventually he got thrown to charity.
He would sit there on those hard shelves and wish for a nice caring owner. His luck was just around the corner!
There was a boy around about three years of age pleading for a teddy bear. "Please can I have a bear! Everyone in the class has one!"
So after a while his mother went and got it for him.
He reached up to the shelf Scruff was sitting on and took him very carefully from the shelf, jumping up and down with joy. His Mum paid for it. As he skipped delightedly out of the shop, his Mum smiled. She loved seeing her son happy.
The next day the little boy and Scruff were having a lovely time playing in the garden. Next, the little boy dressed Scruff in a red baseball cap, a grey jumper and blue denim jeans with black and white pumps. "I got style!" he said with a big grin on his face.
The little boy stared at Scruff with amazement. His eyes had opened wide. Scruff ran up to him and gave him a big hug. He looked up at the little boy and the little boy looked back down at him.
"You're the best bear ever!" the boy shouted with joy whilst jumping up and down.
After that he ran upstairs to his room to make Scruff a bed. Scruff just watched and smiled. Then the little boy went to the shops and bought Scruff a little cupboard and some clothes.
The next day, the little boy went downstairs to play a board game (which was Chess) and then they watched a movie together. At dinner Scruff got spaghetti spilt on his lovely new clothes so after dinner, Scruff decided to take a spin in the washing machine. When he got out his eyes were spinning round and round and so was he! From a distance he looked like a drill spinning out of control and then wandering about aimlessly whilst dangling his head because he’s dizzy, completely dizzy.
The little boy was going to a party (James’s party).
“Hi Tom,” Oh and by the way, that was the little boy’s name, Tom. “I like your teddy bear.”
“Thank you,” Tom said.
At James’s party they had a little dance and during that Scruff was having some fun too by dancing behind a chair. When the children had finished dancing he rushed back to a stool that he was sitting on. It was dinner time and Scruff got some food spilt on him again! He had to go to the kitchen and get washed. He was spinning round again but that time he fell over and got dirty again. Tom got very annoyed but he still put Scruff back in the washing machine and this time Scruff had to hold on to stop from falling over.
“Tom,” Scruff suggested. “I’d like a tea party, I mean I’d really appreciate a tea party. Oh and could I be The Birthday Boy Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaase?”
“OK, you can be the birthday boy,” answered Tom. So the next day it was Scruff’s birthday party.
After that Scruff and Tom loved happily ever after and as Tom grew up Scruff was passed on to Tom’s children and lived happily ever after!!!!
THE END
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Story by Olivia Dennis
Carys and Poppy
Carys and Poppy are best friends.
"Hurry up. You're taking too long" said Carys.
"My bag is so heavy. I can't help being slow. You try holding a bag with 50 mags and all your clothes. I'm so happy your Mum adopted me" replied Poppy.
Poppy had lived in a care home since she was one year old and hated it, but Cary's Mum had said she could stay for one year.
The girls got home and Carys introduced her new sister. "Mum, this is Poppy".
Poppy shyly put out her hand and instead of shaking it her new Mum gave her a bible, a sheet of house rules, a study timetable and a dog washing and walking timetable.
The two girls rushed up the glass staircase up to Poppy's new room. It had four white walls and one black one. Poppy threw her case on the floor and jumped onto the bed. ."I really could get used to this" stated Poppy.
At school they walked through the hall like models. Hair combed out, quiff in place, lip gloss, shining black nail polish gleaming. They were in different classes but both had the same talent.
After school they got into their home clothes and raced downstairs. Their Mum asked "Poppy dear, could you please set the table and darling Carys, get the pink jug out of the cupboard"
The two girls did as they were told without argument because they knew it was a waste of breath. They ate without any trouble because it was their favourite meal which is macaroni cheese with bits of bacon in it. They wolfed down their meal and rushed up the stairs.
In Carys' bedroom Carys put her hand behind the door and pulled out a black guitar with red flames on it. She started playing Avril Lavrine’s single. They started singing really loudly. Suddenly Carys' elbow hit something hard. The girls were trapped in a small glass room with buttons all around the walls and ceiling. The two girls gripped on to each other, looking round in shock.
"I know where we are" whispered Carys.
"We're in one of those time machines" screeched Poppy.
V"Calm down, you idiot" Carys said. "We are flying through time. We need some back-up on 1960".
"True, true, but isn't that going to be boring?" said Poppy.
"Well, I don't know, but it would be nice to find out" replied Carys. All we've got to do is to be prepared to be turned into a 1960's girl. Come on. It will be fun".
Carys shut her eyes really tightly and pushed a button. The time machine started shaking and wobbling around and then a voice said "Welcome to flight No 22021.. Please have a seat to get snacks. Press here or here or here or here - then choose a snack. Then press here or here for the toilets. Baths to the left and lavatories to the right. Enjoy your flight.
After a long restless night, they finally heard a bell ring, but it was breakfast. At least it was their favourite meal. There was bacon with strawberry pancakes. They gobbled them down. "Mmmm This is nice. Wait a minute - Are we in....... Oh my God, what am I wearing?" shouted Poppy, because when she looked down she saw she was wearing a very short grey skirt, a lime green shirt and knee high boots. Her hair was done in a bouffant style and she was wearing black make up.
They were both standing in front of a small night club, when the effect hit them like a rocket. They jumped up and down. They knew today they would start being 1960 girls.
V"We need to go to a clothes and make up shop before we do anything else “exclaimed Carys. So they rushed to Benefits and bought matching black dresses, pink eye shadow, purple mascara and red lip stick. They found the exact spot that they were at before and pushed open the huge French doors to a small hall full of screaming girls then they heard the music to Penny Lane by the Beatles and they started screaming themselves “Oh my god we are at a Beatles concert, ahhh” Poppy screamed
“Calm down Pop,” shouted Carys who was more excited than Poppy! The two girls pushed and shoved their way to the front and stared into the eyes of Ringo Starr, Paul McCartney, John Lennon and George Harrison. “HE WINKED AT ME,” screamed Carys
“I think two of these pretty ladies should come up on stage with us don’t you?” said Paul
It was like a wave all the hands went up in the air all you could hear was “Pick me” and “No me” but then George put out his hand to Carys and said “ What’s your name sweet heart?”
“ Oh my god, oh my god, I’m Carys.”
“And who’s your friend?”
“I’m Poppy.”
“So would you young ladies like to come up?”
“Yes.”
“And have your picture taken?”
“Uh huh.”
“Then come on up.” The girls rushed on stage and jigged about to All You Need Is Love. Then at the end of the concert the girls got their photos taken and went back to the time machine and found their dinner, chicken wrapped in pancetta with carrots and Italian roast potatoes on a table. They ate their food and went to bed in their old clothes from yesterday and went to sleep.
THE END
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Story by Poppy Langridge
A Long Wait
Tap! Tap! Tap!
What was that? I thought, my eyes slowly adjusting to the bright light in the pet shop. As I yawned and stretched my furry arm into the air the tap, tap tapping started again. This time much louder.
I looked out of my small cage and my eyes fell upon a pretty young girl, her eyes a strong sapphire blue, her hair the colour of brown hazel nuts and her little face covered all over with brown freckles.
"Oh! What a cute hamster!" said the pretty young girl. "Can I buy him?" she added. Her mother came to my cage, bent down and peered in.
"No! We have much too many pets at home. Come on." replied the stubborn mother, and with that she dragged the girl out and on to the busy high street.
Then I snuggled down in my warm, cosy bed and tried to get to sleep again. After a few moments, I was woken again by the door suddenly opening and a strange little boy coming in with his mother.
I climbed out of my bed and reluctantly walked on two paws to my kitchen. I got a shock when I saw a face right near to my cage. It was the strange boy! He had hair much longer than normal girl's hair which was tied up into a very scruffy ponytail. He had huge star shaped glasses that hung from a chain and he was staring non-stop at me!
"Zloplzlok plzos" said the boy softly.
I didn't understand what he was saying at all so I just suspected he was trying it in another language.
"Yzos Edmund Lclokz" answered his mother. So his name was Edmund, I thought, picking up a bit of dried fruit, my left over supper.
Suddenly my Pet Shop owner opened my cage and picked me up very carefully, putting me into a cardboard box. I peeked through the holes in the top of the box, relieved that I was being taken home with that strange, weird boy.
15 Minutes Later at Edmund's House
He put me into my 'new cage' and filled my water and food box up with fresh water and food. After he had sorted everything out, he picked me up and handled me so softly and carefully. I changed my mind about him being weird and strange and really couldn't wait to live with him for the rest of my life.
THE END
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Story by Rachel Harris
The Teddy Bear in the Charity Shop
There was a teddy bear in a charity shop who smiled, waved and talked.
One day there was a little girl who was passing a charity shop when she spotted the Most Beautiful Teddy Bear she had ever seen, who to her surprise, smiled at her, so she smiled back at the bear and went to get her Mum to show her the wonderful bear.
When she got her Mum, she showed her the teddy bear and went into the shop. The teddy turned around. The girl waved at the teddy and the teddy waved back at her. The little girl was so amazed.
"Mummy, can I get that bear please?" the little girl asked.
The teddy was long, brown, had blue eyes and was a very special teddy bear.
"Well, how much is it, darling?" the Mother replied.
The little girl looked at the price. "The teddy bear costs £3" she said to her Mum.
"Oh, darling, bring it over to me and I'll buy it for you" her Mother replied.
"Oh, thank you, Mummy. You are very kind" she told her Mum.
"It's OK darling" her Mum replied.
"That's £3 love" the shop assistant told the girl's Mum.
"OK, there you go"
"Thank you, love" said the shop assistant. Here's your change" the shop assistant said about two minutes later.
"There you go, darling" the girl's Mum said, giving the teddy to her daughter.
"Oh, I love you, Mummy" the girl said, sounding very pleased. "I promise I won't lose you. Now, anyway, what shall I call you - ummm? the girl went on "Ummm, I think I'll call you, umm, Freddie. Yes, Mummy, I have called my teddy Freddie" the girl told her Mother.
"Good choice of name" her mother said to her. "Come on darling, we need to get home or your father will wonder where we are and he'll tell me off because he hates it when I'm late home.
"OK, Mummy, let's go Mummy".
Twenty minutes later.
"Hello, Tom dear, we're home!"
"Oh, hello you're early back. You said you'd be back at 3 o'clock and its only 2.30".
"I know, it's just that I thought we'd better get back because I'm really busy and I need to do the lunch".
"Oh, OK, that's fine". He replied to the girl's Mum.
"Mummy - what are we doing tomorrow?" the girl asked her mother/
"Don't you remember? Your friend, Rosie, is coming round to play" she replied to her daughter.
"Oh yes Mummy. I remember now" the little girl said, sounding quite unsure about the next day.
A few minutes later.
"Tom dear. Lunch is ready".
"Okay, darling. I'm coming!" The girl's father replied to her mother.
When the girl and her parents were eating their lunch, they were discussing whether they should get a pet or not, because they had been discussing this for ages and ages.
"So Mummy, what pet can we have?" the girl asked her mother.
"Ummmmm, I'll have to think about that, darling. It depends on what your father wants.
"Oh, mmm, I don't mind" said the girl's father.
"Oh, I know" said the girl "Why don't we ask Freddie what type of pet he wants".
"I would like a dog or a cat" Freddie, the teddy said.
"Oh, my gosh!" the little girl's mother and father said together.
"Why did you say that?" the girl said.
"Oh, Darling, we can't have a dog or a cat" her mother replied.
"Why not, Mummy, why can't we get a dog or a cat?"
"Darling, didn't you know? I'm freaked out by the creatures, that's why!" her mother replied.
"Oh sorry, Mummy. I forgot! Freddie, are you OK with that?" the girl asked Freddie.
"Well, I'm a bit upset, but otherwise, I'm fine with that!" the bear replied.
"Oh, Darling, and Freddie. I'm sorry. I just can't have dogs and cats!" the girl's mother said to the girl and Freddie.
"Its OK, Mummy. They’re just animals, but I would like a pet, so what pet do you recommend we get, Daddy?" the girl asked.
"Well, I think we should get a hamster, a gerbil or a guinea pig" her father replied to the girl.
"And Mummy?" the girl asked.
"Well, I agree with your father" her mother replied.
"And Freddie?"
"Well, I would like a rabbit" Freddie said.
"Well, now you've got me into a situation where I can't choose which to get!" the girl said.
"Well, Darling, you need to make a choice now, or unfortunately we won't be able to get a pet" her father said to the girl.
"Ohhh, umm, ohh, I'll think. I'll have, umm, umm, the rabbit!" the girl said.
"Good choice" Freddie said.
"I think it was a good choice" the girl's mother said.
"Me too" the girl's father said.
"OK lets go and get the rabbit tomorrow" the girl said
"Oh, Darling, lets get it tomorrow then" the girl's Mum said.
"Whooppee" the girl said.
The next day!
"Yeah, hooray, hooray, we're getting our pet today" the girl sang really loudly.
"Come on, lets go and get the rabbit" Freddie shouted.
"OK I think you are getting a bit hyper, but oh, well, let's go and get the rabbit!" the girl's father said.
When they got back from getting the rabbit a few hours later.
"Mummy, Daddy, look, Freddie and Billie the rabbit are making friends!" the girl said.
And they stayed friends forever.
A few years later, Freddie and Billie the rabbit are still friends, but not just friends, very good friends.
The girl was a bit older and Freddie and Billie also got on really well with the girl.
And the family lived happily ever after.
THE END
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Story by Shaila Fenton
The Trouble With Life
The other day my mum told me off just because I dropped my lollipop on the floor in the middle of the road and bent down to get it in front of a car, then licked it again. I mean for licking a lollipop in front of a car. I mean, come on. But I suppose that’s the trouble with life.
I am walking home from school when a boy, Benjy, knocks my books out of my hands.
“What is going on inside your head?” I say to him.
Not the best insult from the insult book but hey, at least I said something, not like a wimp.
“Hey, Laura, what’s that?” He says, so I turn round so he taps behind the back of my head. That little.... “Well that would be being rude,” I said to Judy the next day.
“He is so stupid,” I say to her.
“That’s not very nice,” she says.
“Who said I was nice?” I say. So she shrugged her shoulders and we walked on. But I guess that’s the trouble with life.
The Trouble With The Play
“Baa, Baa,” I said. I am a sheep for the shepherds in the Christmas play and all I say is “Baa, Baa, Baa.” That’s it. That’s all I say. Terrible hey, but hey ho, that’s how it goes. I suppose I should make the most of saying BAA. It is one night away from the play. I am so excited due to the fact aht I only say BAA. That’s it. B A A. I might of quit sooner if the play was not worth half your grade.
It is the next day now, what will happen in the last chapter?
The Trouble With Camping
Last Saturday me, dad , mum and my cousin Jack went camping in Ashdown Forest. It was pouring with rain and all our camp good was getting soggy. Anyway, we are sitting in the tent and we feel like it is going to collapse.
“No tent that I’m in collapses,” said Dad. Suddenly we heard a popping noise and guess what? It collapsed.
Then suddenly Jack mumbled through the tent, “Did you know the real word for collapse is collapseography?”
“We don’t care,” we mumbled.
“He is the biggest smarty pants,” I said to mum.
“Did you know smarty pants is not a real word?” Jack said.
We ended up sleeping in a small forest clearing under the now blanket looking tent freezing cold and very soggy clothes. I never want to go camping again. I hate it. And I never ever want to actually have a conversation with Jack again.
The Trouble With The Play (Part Two)
It is 3.15 and 15 minutes till the play. I am getting really bored because I am already in my costume which is fleecy jacket, black leggings, black gloves and a black top.
Our teacher Mrs. Briley is introducing us. Something is bound to go wrong. As soon as the shepherds and the sheep hobbled on stage jack tripped over one of the props and toppled back on to Julia who fell on George who fell on Maisy who I caught. The curtains closed and a woman said, “Fifteen minutes intermission.”
There was suddenly a huge thud and Jack fell. He broke his arm and Maisy sprained her wrist. Apparently the play was cancelled until next term and that was the end of that.
THE END
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Story by Victoria Berry
Louise and Luke
There once were two soft furry creatures living on the top floor in a small cramped box in the attic, until the Craig family had a clear out. Then, as Clara was holding the box with the two furry creatures in, they plopped on the floor - a teddy bear and a bunny.
Clara quietly crept over whilst silently putting the box down on the rugged carpet. Clara then picked the bear and the bunny up and ran to her bedroom. As fast as a flash trying to escape a shutter trap, Clara sat down on her bed holding the toys in separate hands. In her head endless thoughts whizzed through her mind - like how did you get here? What should I name you?
"Clara" her Mum shouted from downstairs, "Are you coming for your lunch?"
"Yes Mum" Clara yelled back. She put the toys safely under her bed, where her dog, Daisy, usually slept, and bounced downstairs.
As soon as the house was quiet, the teddy hopped up and at the same time so did the bunny. They introduced themselves to each other. The bunny said "What's your name?"
"Luke" answered the teddy. "What's your name?"
"Louise" claimed the bunny.
As they were just getting to know each other the door slowly squeaked open and in entered a big black and white drooling dog.
Louise and Luke froze like real toys but they didn't know that that was where Daisy, the dog, slept.
Daisy, heavily trooped under the bed, had a big sniff right in front of Luke and Louise and just as she was about to plonk her big fat tummy on Luke and Louise they quickly zoomed out of the way.
Daisy then looked at the two soft toys, sniffed them again, and, bang in came Clara and out ran Daisy. Clara scooped up Luke and Louise and hugged them. "Oh, good. You're alright" Clara murmured to herself. "I thought I saw Daisy going up the stairs. I knew she might come and chew you up".
Luke then gave a big wave at Clara, who then blinked and whispered to herself "Did you just wave at me?"
Louise whispered back saying, "Yes oh yes. He did".
Clara blinked again in astonishment to what was happening right inside her hands!
The next day Clara woke up saying "I had a dream last night. When I found two stuffed animals and one talked to me and the other waved to me." As she picked up Luke and Louise, Clara jumped in shock to find Louise and Luke smiling and waving at her. "So it was true - mmmmm. My dream was true".
"What dream?" exclaimed Luke.
"Oh, you know. The one where - and you - Oh it doesn't matter! What matters is that we need to keep you two a secret. Anyway, you know each other and my name is Clara. I am 11 years old and I am a tomboy and I like the colour browny orange. So tell me a bit about you."
"Well, my name is Louise and I like pink".
"And my name is Luke and I like yellow".
Clara was then called by her Dad. "We're going shopping. Are you coming?"
"Yeah, sure Dad" Clara said, hopping down the stairs.
"Ah, time to put on my favourite tail" Louise called out as she hopped to her tail bag. "Ahhhhh" came a low scream from Louise. "Where is my pink favourite tail? You took my pink favourite tail".
"I didn't" replied Luke in shock.
Louise was surprised to find that Daisy was lying under the bed with the pink fluffy bunny tail under her paw. "See! I didn't take it. Daisy did," whispered Luke, so that Daisy wouldn't hear them. Louise crept silently towards Daisy. As she was just about to grab it, Daisy put her head on her paw. In the corner of her eye she saw a string which looked like a rope to her. She picked it up, tied it to the bottom of the bed. She hung on to the rope and swung over Daisy and grabbed the tail and put it on her. Then she went over to Luke and gave him a big hug. "Sorry I blamed you," Louise said quietly.
"Its OK" replied Luke.
Along with Clara they all lived happily ever after and Louise always made sure she was wearing her pink fluffy bouncy tail.
THE END
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Story by Zara Roche
Boarding School
Setting Off
Sally and her mother packed Sally's bag ready to set off to her new boarding school. "Mother, do you think the children will be nice to me and will I make a good friends there?" she queried.
"I expect so, darling. But the less we talk the quicker this will get done!" her mother explained with a slight hint of firmness in her voice.
So once again Sally and her mother carried on packing what she needed for her new school.
"Yes, we've finished, at last" yelled Sally as she was skipping round the room doing cart wheels in spacious areas of the gynormous room. Once Sally had finished doing her little 'finish' routine, it was time for Sally to have tea and go to bed.
"Mmmmm - that was delicious" she said with a slight tiredness to her voice. "Can we have that every night?" questioned Sally.
"Maybe, but now its time for you to go to bed," answered her mother. "Come on, up you go. I'll come up in a minute".
So off Sally went to go to sleep before her long car journey tomorrow, for her new boarding school.
In the morning, Sally jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs to munch up her breakfast. Once Sally was all ready, she and her Mum, they both leapt into the car. Well, at least Sally did. Finally, after much squishing suitcases into the boot of the very shiny car they started to go on their long journey down to Cornwall.
"Mother" announced Sally in a tearful voice "When will I be coming back. I mean I am not scared or anything silly like that - its just ... its just..." she stuttered with some fearfulness showing.
"Its just what? I think I know what you're trying to say. Its that you don't want to get into a row with your big sister, George" she answered to the tearful Sally.
"No, but I'm just a little bit scared. You know. Your first day at school and even more daunting at a sleeping school" Sally queried.
Sally has an older sister named George. Now you might think that George is a boy's name. Well it is, but Sally's big sister, George, is a girl, a very tomboyish girl. George has mid-length, brown curly locks cascading down in little ringlets down to her shoulders.
Now, back to Sally, who was still in the car. Sally and her mother had been in the car for about five hours now, so they were nearly there at the new school where Sally was going to stay for the rest of the year. But she will go home for exeats and holidays.
They drove around the corner when ahead of them was Sally's new school, Benenden Towers.
Chapter 2
Settling In
As they arrived around the bend at Beneden Towers all Sally saw, well what she thought she saw, was a great big castle overlooking the expanding ocean.
"Well, my Sugar-lump, this is where you're staying for the Term. Do you like it?" Sally's Mum questioned.
"Yes, I suppose I prefer home though. I'll just have to get used to it though. It doesn't look too bad." she answered back.
Sally began to walk up the vast number of steps to the big oak doors which lay ahead of her.
"'Bye, Mum. See you soon!" as she was by now running up the stairs to the front door.
"Hello there. You must be Sally Edwards, one of our new girls" the Head Mistress asked the small Sally.
"Yes, that's .....m...e" she stuttered.
"Right, then follow me" the Head Mistress said.
Sally followed the rather large Head Mistress to the dorm where she would meet her dorm mates and class. She wandered in, still following the Head Mistress.
"Well. There you go. Here's where you are staying".
Sally looked round the room. They all looked friendly, but then she looked at the last one. Sally didn't like the look of her at all. She was all girly-girl painting her nails and brushing her hair. There were also two identical people. She thought they might be twins. There was also a rather small girl. She looked one of the nicest.
"Hi ya. What's your name? Well I'll tell you mine. Its Amelia Ward. Would you like me to tell you anything about this place?" she blabbered.
"Er ...er"
"Well, I'm going to anyway. Basically its called Beneden Towers and that's Alex, the big bully and that's Olivia. She's a bit sensitive and shy," she whispered. "That's the twins Connie and Ginnie. That's Felicity. She's really arty and really funny. So what's your name?" she questioned.
"Come on. Tell me. We haven't got all day you know. It will be time for lunch soon," she carried on.
"Don't listen to her. She gets a bit hyper when its nearly time for lunch, or any meal really".
"My name is Sally Edwards. I have an older sister here. You might have heard of her. She's George Edwards. Have you heard of her?" she claimed.
“Yes, she’s in the fourth year. Tall plumpish girl?” Amelia questioned.
“ Yeah that’s the one.” Sally answered.
As lunch drew closer the girls began to chatter even more about what there home life was like and what there new school was like.
As the day drew to a close the girls settled down into there beds and fell fast asleep. Sally and her friends grew up to be the best of friends and finished their school career on a high.
THE END
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Story by Naomi
The Rabbit That Turned Human
There once was a girl called Anna, who had a pet rabbit called Floppsy. Anna did not know that Floppsy was an evil genius (the rabbit police did know about this however) who had conquered the world before.
One day in Lewisham (where they lived) it was like any other day. Hot, like the sun. Anna was out complaining to her Dad that no one listened to her, while Floppsy was planning to turn Anna into a rabbit and himself into a human.
Anna went to the front room to watch TV. She was watching the news and it said "Please watch out for the so called bunny Floppsy".
But Anna did not take any notice of the news. She went to her bedroom. But when she went to her bedroom, it had changed into a room where you take school pictures. Cameras were everywhere you looked. Anna's bed was moved to the side.
Anna, for the first time of her life, was speechless. Her mouth dropped open and no words were coming out.
Floppsy started to open his mouth and instead of bunny noises an evil laughter came out.
"Mwhataahaaha"
Anna started doing Kung Foo on Floppsy. But she only ended up getting herself tied down to a chair. Anna ended up on the chair because when she tried to kick Floppsy, he grabbed her leg and turned her leg so that she fell on the floor. From here Floppsy tied up Anna.
Floppsy took a picture of Anna and he turned into Anna and Anna turned into Floppsy. When Anna looked down she saw a fluffy body. She tried to scream but nothing came out unless you include breathing.
Floppsy, who was in Anna's body, called himself Wednesday, which is a boy's name. He called himself Wednesday because Floppsy's favourite day was Wednesday.
So Wednesday went down to the sweet shop as any kid would to buy some sweets. On the way back Wednesday was thinking of a way to take over the world. He thought that he might go to the Parliament and switch the Prime Minister.
The next day, Wednesday went to the Parliament and killed the Prime Minister. Wednesday dressed like the Prime Minister. Wednesday was the Prime Minister
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“The world of reality has its limits; the
world of imagination is boundless” – Rousseau
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