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what is in a celebrity’s bag

Okay its 12;30 in the night. I am planning to steal Ariana Grande’s bag. She had two big dummies as guards. They were literally asleep. I walked into her penthouse and saw a giant platinum TV. I found her bag lying on her giant cinema reclining couch seats. i brought it home and what i found is shocking.

1. her phone

2 her perfume

3  hair extensions

4 millions of dollars

5 head phones

6 a giant python guard snake

I pulled  out everything and put it on the black market for sale. But not the snake because it bit me. I will never steal a bag again.

 

My Letter to the world

Dear world in the future,

I am leaving earth to go to mars. Earth has been invaded by overpopulating animals. There is no more room on this earth and they refuse to share. We are leaving on a rocket called The Hab. It can fit seventeen billion people and has many different resources on board. If you find this message, just know that we will return someday when the robots have exterminated  the unnecessary  amount of living things. We will hopefully see you soon, please keep this as a historical artefact

 

From,

The people of earth

bear for a day

 

 

Hello my name is Sarah and this is my story …..

One morning my mam came into my room screaming at me to get up because I was late for my first day at my new school. But all of a sudden she screamed so loud I was nearly deaf. She thought I would attack her. At that point I did not know why. I had turned into a bear. My mam passed out on the floor as I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at myself in horror. How was I going to my new school like this????

 

The Feeling of Hope

My hope is made from-
the visions of the future,
the leaps of dancing waves,
the snowy tops of candy floss,
the curling of the clouds and
the thoughts of the past.

I found it-
sealed in a jar of empty thoughts,
dancing in the constellations of glowing joy,
the smile of when a child receives a toy,
dancing in my head of imagination.
leaping around me like a wisp of wind.

This hope can-
open the life of the lost,
empty the sadness of the world and
turn all hopelessness to a fine powder
sent away forever.

If I lost this hope-
even the happiest would live in darkness….

The Feeling of Hope

My hope is made from-
the visions of the future,
the leaps of dancing waves,
the snowy tops of candy floss,
the curling of the clouds and
the thoughts of the past.

I found it-
sealed in a jar of empty thoughts,
dancing in the constellations of glowing joy,
the smile of when a child receives a toy,
dancing in my head of imagination.
leaping around me like a wisp of wind.

This hope can-
open the life of the lost,
empty the sadness of the world and
turn all hopelessness to a fine powder
sent away forever.

If I lost this hope-
even the happiest would live in darkness….

A letter to Ma’am

Dear Ma’am,

Thank you for the sandwich and the glass of milk kept me warm. After a nighttime journey, we arrived at Silverdale. Luckily, I stayed with Zoe. Silverdale isn’t like home. London was always so grey and full of smoke but Silverdale is a different story. Everything is green and the air smells of wild garlic. I got taken onto a farm but I’m not forced to work! I always offer to help anyway and on the farm ten years of age can get you riding a tractor and I help every afternoon. We have two pigs, a few chicks and Poppy, the donkey.

Once we got here, lots of people came and chose their children. We were picked first, me and my sister Zoe. Anyways, I’m staying with Mrs. Jill on Chapel Road in a small cottage. The water comes from a spring just up the road. Mrs. Jill told me to go and wash in a bath on the site. The farm is also a caravan site so I made a few friends. She gave me a cup of tea and we chatted. She has a high pitch voice but we get along well.

the flower unicorn

The flower unicorn has a flowing mane with daisy’s swaying side to side on the flower unicorns tail. The flower unicorns feathers on his hoofs with fresh, sweet blue bells sticking with the flower unicorns feathers that gallop in the cool breeze of a wind. The lashes of the unicorn being butter cups that are brighter then the sun on a summers day.

The Super Spy Pen

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Chapter 3-Escaping

Elizabeth frantically ran around the room looking for a way out but everything was locked. She shouted and screamed but the place was empty. As she was about to lose hope she noticed that the key might be on the other side. She pulled out her hair pin and found a used news paper. “It’s a good job I have these.” She thought. She slid the news paper under the door and put the hair pin through the lock. Suddenly, “Clink!” The key fell on the news paper. Elizabeth slid the paper back slowly and clutched on to the key. Slowly she turned the key in the lock and “Click!” She sprinted out as fast as she could. Then she realised, they had also locked the front door. “Oh no, I’ll never get out. I’m going to die!” She sobbed. She was about to give up hope when she thought “What if I check the other two china dolls, they might have something in.” She picked up one doll then dropped it, nothing. She picked up the other doll and dropped it, then she saw a little shimmer. What was it? She picked it up to find “It’s the key, it’s the key!” She shouted. Trembling she grabbed it and slotted it in the lock. It clicked. She was finally free, with no energy left she walked out and hid.

Chapter 3 of Emerald and Lizzy

The summer holiday seemed like it would last a year. Every day, Lizzy, her nickname now that she had accepted Mrs. Jill was family, checked her snares and wandered the fields. Without noticing, the slowly began to know the path around the place. Every week, she went to get the water from the spring. She got milk from the cows, eggs from the chickens and every one in a while, went fishing at the streams. It became more familiar than than the busy, bustling city streets. Unlike the city, everyone knew each other and it was a very helpful community. He loved watching all the daffodils swaying in the wind. She found a stillness that she had never seen before. 

The only thing she worried about now was if someone spotted Emerald. In the day time she stayed in the depth of the forest and at night she went down all the back roads. But there was always that nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she may be seen.

It happened. One night towards the end of May. Lizzy was going home when Nayna shrieked. She had seen emerald. Nayna darted away, still shrieking. What now? The secret that had been covered up for years was uncovered. When she got home, Lizzy and Mrs. Jill talked long into the night. What were they going to do?