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Skyler and the magic emporium by Madison

Skyler spotted a rusting bird cage that was covered in black paint; it perched on a wooden table in the corner. The bars, that were painted black, were ripped off, the metal on the cage was rusty. It was a venerable cage, the cage started to speak to her.

“wow”spoke skyler, she looked at the bird cage and wanted to touch it really bad. Not sure if she could, her heart thumped in horror; she took a few steps closer.
“hi why are you here?”hissed a mysterious voice.

“who are y-you?”replied skyler

she walked more and more and got to the cage…

The teleportation mask by Josh Mc

Dave noticed a torn gas mask perched on top of a wardrobe as he put it on. He was teleported into the Second World War. It was difficult to get it on, it was as dusty as an ancient attic.

“Oh I’ve seen that you have found my gas mask”Creeped the ancient man, with one eye “You are free to look around my shop but do not put the gas mask on it will teleport you to WW2,”

Dave was frightened to put the gas mask on but as a usual man of corse he puts it on

“HELP!” bellowed Dave

The big door by Amyl

Poppy noticed a door, a big tall door. It was as big as a plane and as tall as a giraffe. She here’d a mysterious voice coming from that direction.

“I see you’ve found my door of imagination,” announced the mysterious voice; as he appeared from the darkness. He wondered if she was going to leave.

The wardrobe by Ciara @ Ashurst

Amara entered Mr Luciano’s room and found an unusual wardrobe. The wardrobe had wood carvings of flowers, lavender flowers. She checked the drawer underneath the top cabinet doors. The drawer was hard to pull and wouldn’t open. So she stood in the top cabinet doors. Suddenly the wardrobe shuck? What is this…?

“I see you’ve found my book of marvels,” mumbled the anonymous voice. As the marble floor creaked, a dark shadow. Amara wished she never entered and hoped that the man won’t hurt her. “My name is Luciano Gold…”

The magical top by Kian

Tommy noticed a very valuable football shirt that Kenny Dalglish had played in ; it was standing up in all it’s pride. It had a black signature on it with some brute brown and some dark brown patches of mud on it ; it was from the 1976 – 1977 season with a collar that was stained brown.

” Hi there,” exclaimed a mysterious voice. The figure took a glimpse at Tommy, then the shirt, then back at Tommy; the man hopped that Tommy didn’t try on the shirt. Tommy’s attention was no longer on the Liverpool shirt, it was on the man. He was a old harmless man with hair whiter than the clouds.

” Who are you?” Tommy asked with a surprised look on his face.

Lost world by Dillan

Billy saw an abnormal box witch had ancient symbols on it, that unlocks some sort sort of mystical portal to another world; it had drawings from the Stone Age on the side with dinosaurs like: Spinosaurus, Diplodoculous , raptor and triceratops.It was purple like some sort of dark evil magic had been put on it.

”This is crazy, I have never seen anything like it; it looks like some sort of chest that has evil demons inside! He stated thinking about everything he had done in his life, in case he died of the demons.

”I think you should forget you ever found this!”

 

The mysterious book by Chloe

Tegan glanced over at a dark oak bookcase and saw a book: the dusty book lay lifeless. It looked untouched so why hadn’t anyone bought it.

”I see you’ve found my book of wonders!” A mysterious voice called. A figure moved from behind a mustard curtain into her vision and this man had an expression of hope. He hoped she hadn’t touched the book.

A few moments passed and the figure speaks again after his mind wondering if she can speak. His expression changed as he shouted, “ how did you get in? I did make sure I locked it.” Sighing he spoke again “ Just don’t touch my book got it.”

Tegan finally spoke and asked “Why can’t I touch the book? Just because I touched a book,”She had forgot why on earth she came in and then let out a massive sigh. “Fine fine I won’t touch the book” she finally told him and went to look around again.

The mysterious board game by John

Billy had spotted an old ancient ancient board game standing on the edge of the book shelf: its colour was all worn out with its only colours being black like the old black and white TVs. The game was always drawing your attention to it, whilst it was surrounded by WW2 stuff. A gas mask lay on the floor making you feel scared to death.

“I see that you have spotted my game of delightfulnes and never ending fun” said the mysteryous  hidden voice. Billy wondered if this would be a good idea to purchase this board  game.”It’s a very entertaining game”he mumbled.

”My name is Billy woods I would like to buy this board game”billy replied with excitement

“Ahh yes the game it is one of a kind before you buy there and no refunds that would also be £12.99  fantastic have a great day”the mysterious voice hissed.

The mask by Finn

Bart saw a strange type of mask, it almost looked like an antique: it was ancient, battered and ripped, like it was 100 of years old.It had an unusual smell, Bart noticed , and it was very off putting; it was buried, however it looked dug up. It was a historical object that could of been used in the pandemic in 2020 ; Bart wasn’t convinced it couldn’t of been preserved like this as it was 2120 – his brain got overloaded with questions.

“I see you have saw my marvellous mask of wonders” screamed the strange voice, as a long slender figure summoned from the darkness. The peculiar man took one look; he hoped he would come again. Bart stopped looked at the owner. He was a middle aged man, as pale as a vampire and on his head crawled a deadly spider.

“My name is Vlad Johnson” he stared with a cunning smile, until he made a sudden movement “This is my place of  wonders. Do you like it” the creepy voice. “It’s the mask of Tesco from the pandemic you can touch if you dare” he slowly walked away.

 

The anything is here Emporium

Matt noticed a venerable book slumped in an ancient oak wood bookshelf : its thick jet black coloured shell, worn away but still lively, a sign that it had been warm -heartedly loved for a long time; the pages seemed faded beyond recyclable; the pages sadly stained with sunflower yellow and the edges of the book rounded off.

”I see you have found it,”grumbled a mysterious voice as a dark figure dragged themselves out of the shadows.The figure took a daring look at Matt before his eyes swiftly swiped back to book ; he hoped Matt had gone no further than holding it. Matt snatched a mouthful of air, hammered the book closed, took a glimpse at the owner and suddenly stopped. He was a middle aged man, wrapped in a rug sized cloak , his eyes were emerald. His shoulder was covered with a white barn owl which dubiously shook its head.

”My name is Chiron Ciano,”he stated. “Welcome.”