Made of more

I didn't fit in. They said I was to curious, but I I wanted to see the world not follow the same cycle very day. That's what I did I traveled, traveled every where. Then I found a city full of troubles, so I stayed. 

I wandered round I saw poverty, children whith no shoes, dogs as thin as a rail fighting over a scrap of old meat. Then I  Saw rich people driving their ferraris and  Porches around whith out taking one glance at any one else.

Suddenly I heard shouts and screams, then I saw the bright orange light of a fire, fireman were trying as hard as they could but they couldn't control the fire. I had an idea I would put the fire out  I'm a cloud it was time to put that to use, I rained as hard as I could it was out I had done my work. It was time for me to I now knew where I belonged.

Stop and smell the roses

It all started when I was out in the woods, collecting flowers for my Mother. They were beautiful I thought to myself.  I found a meadow with Butter-cups, Daisies and Bluebells. I ran in looking for the biggest and the best flowers for my mother. I was there for about two hours, I thought I should be getting back home, but as I walked I noticed things I didn't notice before; beautiful flowers, amazing climbing trees. I picked the flowers and climbed the trees for what seemed like three hours. It was pitch black now. I herd sticks breaking all around me, I saw two sparkling eyes then I heard howling.  I was terrified. Out stepped a wolf, I started to panic then I ran. Petrified, exhausted, breathless, I ran as fast as is humanly possible, for dread that this might be the end…..

Moving to Malvern. (Or Bye-Bye Blackpool.)

Gertie Merriweather gazed over the carnage that had been left in the kitchen of her lovely hotel.  Blackpool had been a bad idea.  Last night, a group of over excited members of a stag party had ridden the beachfront donkeys into the kitchen.   To add to the morning delights, on the edges of her hearing, she thought she could detect the repetitive ‘barf’ of her cat throwing up.  Enough was enough!  Gertie went to the basement, pulled the lever and with a sigh of satisfaction, smiled as the hotel started to rumble and quiver.    She was going somewhere quiet.  Somewhere sedate.  Gertie would soon be landing her hotel in Malvern.

By Mia's Mum

ITS KILLER

                             It's Killer


My Mum shouted, ''get that monster off you!" "I can't! I can't!" I screamed. My thoughts went back to this morning when I burst into my parent's bedroom saying, "it's my birthday I'm ten, I'm finally ten". My father sat up, looking a bit sleep deprived, he started to make a growling noise which must hurt his throat. Luckily mum said, "lets go down stairs and open your presents, I think you'll be very happy with them". It was exactly what I expected; a bunch of CDs, some clothes, but what I wasn't expecting was a PHONE!!!!!!!!! I was over the moon. I ran up to my room, that's when vines sprang out of the phone and started to wrap around my hand.  Just then my mum came in, she screamed ,I screamed, she tried to pull it off then everything went black……….