Prologue-Gracie

You’ve probably had amazing journeys on a sky ship. In summer, you might have had an amazing holiday, soaring high through the sky at the back of the boat, as well as spend a lot of time with your family. You also might of went under water fishing and caught some fish. When you flew you might of saw dolphins jumping over the waves like they are mountains. When you flew, you might of saw boats heading to magic islands. You probably drifted over the waves as you waved at the hikers hiking on the tall mountains. Travelling by skyship in the summer is like that.

However, travelling on an expedition to unknown lands can be more dangerous than you think. You should try a skyship journey when Skull Dragons get on the ship. Everyone thinks Skull Dragons are these cute animals that can’t do any harm. Well they were wrong. You should try staying calm and don’t panic, if you do this will make the Skull Dragon annoyed and irritated. You should try giving it everything it wants like you’re a guard and the Skull Dragon is the prince/princess. Never be picky, no-one knows what the Skull Dragon can do to you.

Chapter 1

The crowds cheered as the skyship million rose up into the sky and stood waiting for the engines to take its first roaring breath. Captain Grog waved at the below crowd as she turned the steering wheel heading up north. They were off!

Tom and Tia glared down as the ship left the crowds of people huddling to see the final glances of the skyship million. Tiny specks lit up Tia’s eyes as they went further into the sky. The millionaire skyship. flew over the patches of grass that I’ve been left by the horses raging at the sound of the skyship. What looked like a new world, blue clear seas were all they could find underneath them. Within an hour, the millionaire sky ship was cruising above the town centre. Far below, Tom saw specs of people walking underneath them, enjoying the the warm sunny day, Tia sighed

“I wonder if we will find the Nowhere Emporium shop.” She said talkatively. That night, the weather changed. Hail had been whipped across houses, making a silent but loud crash down below. Wind made the sky ship, angry too angry that the skyship couldn’t go in a straight line. Nobody had hoped that they would even get where they wanted to. Tom could see dim lights and sailboats drifting upon the sea.

Chapter 2

Over the next few weeks, the Skyship Million cruised through the sky. Above, clouds of dark shot Tia’s arms with goose bumps as she tried to find a jacket. Torrential rain had battered the ship, leaving an unaccountable number of holes that had found a new home. To one side, wind tugged Tia’s hair away from her. On the other side Tom sat peacefully looking at the tiny specks of land and felt like a shield had come over to protect him.

Tia hurried Captain Grog, wondering when they were going to get there. But on the other hand, Tom nervously sat by Captain Grog, praying for her to slow down. ​

“Hold on guys we’re going down,” said Captain Grog pressing buttons to go faster. Looking down from the ship, Tia budged Tom over so she could get a better view.

“I wonder if the dead explorer is going to be here,” Tia said excited.

Tom smiled trying to hide the fact that he did not want to do this. He was confused how Tia and Captain Grog didn’t understand that if someone did die here then it’s not safe! They landed with a thump.

Tia squeezed Captain Grog’s hand as her face went red. She ran over to the centre of the island whilst sand kicked up her legs. Captain Grog and Tom walked over slowly.

“Hurry up! Or I am going to leave you guys behind,” Tia yelled heading towards a boat and an abandoned cave which she could just about fit in. They had arrived.

Tia peered over the side of the boat.

“Look, a dirty cloth with fresh tomato sauce on it!” said Tia smiling with shock.

“Captain Grog you should have said I would of bought chips.” Said Tia as she carried on saying words that they could just about hear. Captain Grog and Tom look at each other confused as they ran over to get a closer look. They both new what they were looking at. Bl- just as they were about to say, what was in the boat on the cloth, they discovered two letters. GR.

“Lets set up here,” Captain Grog called, we need to go to bed soon so we can a fun day tomorrow searching for clues about the letters GR.” Its going to be so fun all of us going on a mysterious adventure to find clues like a movie.

“Cool I have always wanted to be in a movie,” Tia said nearly exploding with excitement.

Tom woke with a start, footsteps had entered his mind. A shadow of an adult stood outside. A loud bang made him turn his head like a owl. Nobody else was awake. He felt like he was asleep on top of a iceberg. But he knew he wasn’t. He was in the middle of the field with no protection of anything outside. He sat up imagining the worst. He felt a ball of fizz rolling around his mind. He stood up and let out a scream of words that woke Captain Grog and Tom up he fell back into his bed. Not knowing it was a dream.

Chapter 1 Gracie

It was a cold winter’s evening, and frost fell from the trees smearing coldness over Yate. The very little street lights lead people home as they tried not to get lost in the gloom. Fog gripped to every wall, making it impossible for anyone to see anything.

Jasmine was walking down the street of Yate Leisure Centre when a mountain of frost, cold, snow hit her. The frost laid on the concrete digging through people’s shoes, making it nearly impossible to move. People’s legs nearly frost to a bone.

But Jasmine Frank couldn’t careless, she walked further and further into the abyss shoving her hands deep into her pockets. She walked past millions of people: holding their hoods with all their grip, a little girl wearing her father’s coat, and someone sat on the path waiting for warmth. But she couldn’t help them she had to get to her place. Finally, she arrived at the checkpoint.

She was terrified. If she didn’t end up getting in her whole family would be more than disappointed. Soldiers marched up to people one by one checking their checkpoint passes. Jasmine’s belly tightened as she watched people’s unhappy faces walk back. This meant the world to her. She had to get in.

“Hurry up!” said the soldier marching up to Jasmine. He held out a sweaty hand that looked like he had been doing this for century. He looked at the picture of Jasmine whilst looking her up and down.  “So why are you leaving your village?” said the soldier, wiping his nose with his hand.

“I am here to deliver a pair of shoes to Gloucestershire” said Jasmine crossing her fingers and hoping for the best.

“Hm,” said the soldier, “fine off you go!” the soldier said pushing her along.

With a sigh, Jasmine entered into the posh, smart street of Gloucestershire. She was shocked. She had never seen a place so clean. Here there was people in suits and fancy dresses. Jasmine was embarrassed, she was the only person there not wearing a dress or a suit. Whilst people looked her up and down, she carried on walking. It wasn’t a busy street, it was like nobody had even heard of it. But you know this place has to be posh when you have to do a fifty-minute test just to see if your posh enough to get in.

Jasmine started to stare at the enormous tall buildings that people lived in. She was felt like she was going to be blinded, there was white walls and yellow bright lights outside of every door like they are guarding The King’s Place.

Jasmine’s mind filled with rage. If only people like her got to live like this, no rats, horses as cars and clean houses. She would give her enemy all her money just to live this life. She squeezed the shoe box, making her hands red and sweaty. Sadly, she was only there to deliver a box of posh pink shoes. Jasmine felt someone kick the back of her legs. She turned around in shock struggling to stay on two feet. It was her old friend from years ago. She was powerless to save

herself from the hands that grabbed her hard and led her down a misty dark passageway.

“Let me have it,” a deep voice shouted at Jasmine, demanding the parcel out of her hands, “as well as everything in your pockets.” Jasmine tip toed backwards, looking back to see the perfect moment to escape. She ran as fast as she could, quicker than ever, so fast that sweat piled up in her t-shirt. But her and her parcel we trapped. Millions of soldiers greeted her at the door, guarding her escape.

She had to escape, she had no choice. Crouching, she barged through the ten men one by one trying to make an easy escape. The smell of the men standing there in a hot room was revolting, Jasmine thought holding her nose whilst crawling on the floor. She came out of the dark hot room and realized, she had escaped.

Chapter 1 Gracie

It was a cold winter’s evening, and frost fell from the trees smearing coldness over Yate. The very little street lights lead people home as they tried not to get lost in the gloom. Fog gripped to every wall, making it impossible for anyone to see anything.

Jasmine was walking down the street of Yate Leisure Centre when a mountain of frost, cold, snow hit her. The frost laid on the concrete digging through people’s shoes, making it nearly impossible to move. People’s legs nearly frost to a bone.

But Jasmine Frank couldn’t careless, she walked further and further into the abyss shoving her hands deep into her pockets. She walked past millions of people: holding their hoods with all their grip, a little girl wearing her father’s coat, and someone sat on the path waiting for warmth. But she couldn’t help them she had to get to her place. Finally, she arrived at the checkpoint.

She was terrified. If she didn’t end up getting in her whole family would be more than disappointed. Soldiers marched up to people one by one checking their checkpoint passes. Jasmine’s belly tightened as she watched people’s unhappy faces walk back. This meant the world to her. She had to get in.

“Hurry up!” said the soldier marching up to Jasmine. He held out a sweaty hand that looked like he had been doing this for century. He looked at the picture of Jasmine whilst looking her up and down.  “So why are you leaving your village?” said the soldier, wiping his nose with his hand.

“I am here to deliver a pair of shoes to Gloucestershire” said Jasmine crossing her fingers and hoping for the best.

“Hm,” said the soldier, “fine off you go!” the soldier said pushing her along.

With a sigh, Jasmine entered into the posh, smart street of Gloucestershire. She was shocked. She had never seen a place so clean. Here there was people in suits and fancy dresses. Jasmine was embarrassed, she was the only person there not wearing a dress or a suit. Whilst people looked her up and down, she carried on walking. It wasn’t a busy street, it was like nobody had even heard of it. But you know this place has to be posh when you have to do a fifty-minute test just to see if your posh enough to get in.

Jasmine started to stare at the enormous tall buildings that people lived in. She was felt like she was going to be blinded, there was white walls and yellow bright lights outside of every door like they are guarding The King’s Place.

Jasmine’s mind filled with rage. If only people like her got to live like this, no rats, horses as cars and clean houses. She would give her enemy all her money just to live this life. She squeezed the shoe box, making her hands red and sweaty. Sadly, she was only there to deliver a box of posh pink shoes. Jasmine felt someone kick the back of her legs. She turned around in shock struggling to stay on two feet. It was her old friend from years ago. She was powerless to save

herself from the hands that grabbed her hard and led her down a misty dark passageway.

“Let me have it,” a deep voice shouted at Jasmine, demanding the parcel out of her hands, “as well as everything in your pockets.” Jasmine tip toed backwards, looking back to see the perfect moment to escape. She ran as fast as she could, quicker than ever, so fast that sweat piled up in her t-shirt. But her and her parcel we trapped. Millions of soldiers greeted her at the door, guarding her escape.

She had to escape, she had no choice. Crouching, she barged through the ten men one by one trying to make an easy escape. The smell of the men standing there in a hot room was revolting, Jasmine thought holding her nose whilst crawling on the floor. She came out of the dark hot room and realized, she had escaped.

Chapter 1 Gracie

It was a cold winter’s evening, and frost fell from the trees smearing coldness over Yate. The very little street lights lead people home as they tried not to get lost in the gloom. Fog gripped to every wall, making it impossible for anyone to see anything.

Jasmine was walking down the street of Yate Leisure Centre when a mountain of frost, cold, snow hit her. The frost laid on the concrete digging through people’s shoes, making it nearly impossible to move. People’s legs nearly frost to a bone.

But Jasmine Frank couldn’t careless, she walked further and further into the abyss shoving her hands deep into her pockets. She walked past millions of people: holding their hoods with all their grip, a little girl wearing her father’s coat, and someone sat on the path waiting for warmth. But she couldn’t help them she had to get to her place. Finally, she arrived at the checkpoint.

She was terrified. If she didn’t end up getting in her whole family would be more than disappointed. Soldiers marched up to people one by one checking their checkpoint passes. Jasmine’s belly tightened as she watched people’s unhappy faces walk back. This meant the world to her. She had to get in.

“Hurry up!” said the soldier marching up to Jasmine. He held out a sweaty hand that looked like he had been doing this for century. He looked at the picture of Jasmine whilst looking her up and down.  “So why are you leaving your village?” said the soldier, wiping his nose with his hand.

“I am here to deliver a pair of shoes to Gloucestershire” said Jasmine crossing her fingers and hoping for the best.

“Hm,” said the soldier, “fine off you go!” the soldier said pushing her along.

With a sigh, Jasmine entered into the posh, smart street of Gloucestershire. She was shocked. She had never seen a place so clean. Here there was people in suits and fancy dresses. Jasmine was embarrassed, she was the only person there not wearing a dress or a suit. Whilst people looked her up and down, she carried on walking. It wasn’t a busy street, it was like nobody had even heard of it. But you know this place has to be posh when you have to do a fifty-minute test just to see if your posh enough to get in.

Jasmine started to stare at the enormous tall buildings that people lived in. She was felt like she was going to be blinded, there was white walls and yellow bright lights outside of every door like they are guarding The King’s Place.

Jasmine’s mind filled with rage. If only people like her got to live like this, no rats, horses as cars and clean houses. She would give her enemy all her money just to live this life. She squeezed the shoe box, making her hands red and sweaty. Sadly, she was only there to deliver a box of posh pink shoes. Jasmine felt someone kick the back of her legs. She turned around in shock struggling to stay on two feet. It was her old friend from years ago. She was powerless to save

herself from the hands that grabbed her hard and led her down a misty dark passageway.

“Let me have it,” a deep voice shouted at Jasmine, demanding the parcel out of her hands, “as well as everything in your pockets.” Jasmine tip toed backwards, looking back to see the perfect moment to escape. She ran as fast as she could, quicker than ever, so fast that sweat piled up in her t-shirt. But her and her parcel we trapped. Millions of soldiers greeted her at the door, guarding her escape.

She had to escape, she had no choice. Crouching, she barged through the ten men one by one trying to make an easy escape. The smell of the men standing there in a hot room was revolting, Jasmine thought holding her nose whilst crawling on the floor. She came out of the dark hot room and realized, she had escaped.

Monkey, monkey with thick fur

why do you live in the woods?

Family-leader monkey-protector

as big as squirrel you run for

your prey.

Monkey, monkey hiding in the trees

their big eyes helping them to see

As fast a shark fighting for its prey

the god of monkeys isn’t afraid

he is able to eat anyone in sight

even in the darkest of nights.

As they run on all fours

their nails dig into the ground

making a sound that anyone should be scared of.

Brown Bear

I lay in woods and watch the stream,
I can be evil if you come to close,
I watch my preys last moments before I attack.

I am known as the flesh-eater,
I eat all in sight,
quick and speedy is just right.

My fur is like a comfy duvet
to people I love
for over people it is made for blood.

I know who is the amazing animal
to eat for dinner
I am also a very good home-investor.

As fast as a lion
I run for my prey
minutes and minutes per day.

I get what I want
day after day
I live in the woods a perfect place to stay.

My sharp teeth sit in my mouth
as sharp as a razor which prepares
my mean mouth.

The Brown Bear

The midnight colour of the bears eyes
could scare someone of
with one simple stare.

The paws as big as a phone
dig into the water
preparing for attack.

The roar of the bear,
screaming like a tiger,
made animals glance at his big mouth.

His eyes like a wedding ring
mellow and the perfect fit
so he can glare at the

Nobody can stop the Brown Bear
he is the biggest the strongest animal ever
he is possible of anything bad

The Brown Bears ears round and curvy
good enough to hear the owl caw