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Evacuee Letter

Dear Ma, 

 

Thanks a bunch for the ham butty, it were right yummy. On top of that, thanks for the extra blanket, it was proper cold on the train. When we got to Huddersfield Station, in Yorkshire, it was damp and dirty and it smelled like old socks. 

 

As soon as I stepped out onto the platform, I noticed that there were thousands of people and that the station was packed full. Anyway, the lady that picked me was called Mrs Patricia. She also picked another boy and a girl, I didn’t know their names. Where we’re staying there’s lots of fields, I’m so excited to go out and play in the long grass. There’s also a cattle shed and a chicken coop out back.

 

I have discovered that the boy’s name is James and the girl’s name is Peggy. There are two cows living in the cattle shed and their names are Howard and Edwin. Guess what mum there’s also a big spiral staircase and it looks like it would be fun to slide down it, but I won’t because you raised me to be sensible.

We had loads of fun on Saturday, when we woke up Mrs Patricia told me to go and get some eggs from the chicken coop. She told James to get some bacon and sausages from the village butchers and she told Peggy to go to the village garden and pick some tomatoes. Then we all went to the village grocery shop to get some bread and mushrooms. Then Mrs Patricia made us all breakfast and then we ate it and then we went out to the meadow. After that we found a tree and made a swing out of an old tire and some rope. It was right fun.

 

The village is very small and the town centre is only a 10 minute walk from the house which makes it very easy to get to school. Mrs Patricia’s house is on Evergreen Way. The butcher shop  is on the same street as the grocery shop.

 

The school is on Stanning Street and is a normal size for a school, the classrooms are small but we all manage. I’ve been focusing a lot on my multiplying and handwriting. Me, James and Peggy have become friends and we sit next to each other in school. My teacher is called Mr Davis and he is really nice to us.

 

For lunch Mrs Patricia gives me a bacon, ham, chicken, cucumber, tomato, lettuce, sweetcorn and cheese sandwich. They are right good, I could show you how to make it when I get back. Anyway we normally do maths first, then science but last Friday we did English then R.E which was proper strange. Mr Davis said that I’m good at reading and maths, I find them right boring though.

 

Anyway I hope that England wins. I have been praying for you and Dad and the King every night.

 

 From your loving son,

                    Steve

My Mischeif

My Mischief

My mischief is made from –

The paint splatters on the walls,

The leaves of the trees I have climbed whilst with friends,

The springs of the mattress forever bouncing,

The joke box a the back of the wardrobe and,

The magic of a new movie in the cinema.

 

I found it –

At the go-kart track zooming past the stands,

In the kitchen cupboard waiting to shout “BOO!”,

Hugging a giant teddy bear that was won at the funfair,

Leaping from stone to stone down by the river.

 

My mischief can –

Destroy even the most fortified piñatas,

Save even the mightiest heroes,

Close even the stubbornest crocuses,

Throw even the brightest light into the darkness,

Lift even the heavies items,

 

If I lost this mischief –

The multiverse would fall apart like pastry flakes crumbling.

Skyship Adventure Part 1

May and April are sisters and May is younger they live on a sky ship. And they have just crashed in mythic land which took them a while to solve were they were. And they landed is some sand they saw a sign that said sandy land. “Where are we even going to go now” said May “well we are trying to get to the whishing trees to wish back,” said April. “lets follow the sighs to the next place which is?” said May “waters leak is the next place, “said April. “im going,” said May “ok fine you can go,” said April. And of they went. This place is is so relaxing let’s stop to have some lunch. “April can we go explore?” said May “you can” said April “ok” said May. 

The Midnight Rider

Troy gripped the slippery, silver railings tightly looking over at the brewing storm ahead. The wind whipped his hair wildly. He glanced over at his sister Lizzy, who was sat at the side of the midnight rider gripping the bars firmly. They had left the city just over a week ago now. Lizzy deeply missed the city; she was desperate to get back home. It should have only been a few days travelling over the lowlands, but the storm had blown them off track.

 

Without warning, four soaring sky dragons came swooping down from the grey sky belting out clouds of fire, which were blowing over the skyship. Captain Black bead tugged at the skyship furiously trying to avoid danger. Nervously Lizzy and Troy sat surrounded by a translucent grey cloud. Quickly, Captain Black Beard drove the engines as hard as possible to get out of danger.

 

Minutes later, the turbulence suddenly decreased. The dragons had disappeared while the Captain steered the skyship into a huge black storm cloud below the sky. Lightning pierced through the clouds and thunder shook the ground below. Lizzy stared through the telescope with great concentration.

“Everyone hold on tight! Prepare to land!” shouted Captain Black beard. Troy sighed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the midnight rider began to duck under the clouds preparing to land. Peering out of the clouds, Troy saw dry land ahead of them. The air squealed out of the balloon as they began their descent. The sky ship bashed from side to side with no control. Did they manage to escape the dragons?

 

Whetherdragon

Eyes as glossy as a lips with lip gloss on them. 

   

Skin as shimmery as glitter.    

 

Teeth are as sharp as broken glass that stab you.    

 

The tongue is as rough as a spine gulping down water. 

 

Scales like rice and they are yellow. 

 

The wings as Simmerly lather.  

 

 

You are a trumpeting Elephant

 You are an elephant trumpeting at his mate

 You are a rain drop dripping off a roof. 

You are October in the dark street with all the pumpkins. 

You are a horse galloping in the paddock. 

You are a dog sprinting round the garden. 

You are a parrot screeching like a boy watching his team score. 

You are a bee pollinating a fragrant meadow. 

You are a volcano waiting to BOOM! 

You are some leaves swooshing in the wind. 

Chapter 3 Spellbound locket

Chapter 3
George slouched against the cold wall of the shack. However, Coco was determined to escape. She searched for a way out. Much of her time was spent kicking and nudging the brick walls which proved rather solid. She tried to kick the door down. Realising that her attempts were futile, she slumped to the ground and sighed defeatedly.

Eventually, Coco released her frustration, “George!” she shouted, shaking him roughly by the shoulder. “Are you really going to just sit there?” But George was not roused into this scolding. He sat. She searched. He soaked. She problem solved. The pigeonhole: could she ram her foot into the hole? Pain strangled her ankle but the gridded cover clanged to the ground. Smiling, she reached into the gaping abyss, only to be greeted by dust on the brick wall. “You should give up, “George rolled his eyes.
“Or you could help me, “Coco retorted, peering at him.

Both children stared at each other. One was determined and the other was defeated. Inside, the dim light from the bulbs slithered away. Outside, the night sky was freckled by golden stars and a moonlit sky.

Just then, a croaky voice could be heard from the window ledge of the shack. “Coco, is that you?” A ruffle of feathers was nearby. With sighs of relief, Coco and George looked at each other. Was it who they thought it was? “Fearless?” It was indeed Fearless. In her beak, was a copper key. Coco took the key and stumbled towards the door. Quietly and cautiously, Coco took the key and turned it in the lock. Just as she thought that it wasn’t going to open, Coco still had hope in her heart. It opened.
“Thank you,” whispered Coco.

As Coco, George and Fearless crept out of the front door, they were grateful for Fearless. When they got outside, they crept across the dew speckled grass. As they made their way to the end of the field, they reached the fence. It was extremely cold outside so the fence was creaky and frozen. After climbing over the fence, Coco and George broke into a run as Fearless flew behind them.

A couple minutes later, the escapees were calmly sheltering under a sturdy oak tree. What could Mr Evil possibly want with a 100-year-old locket? Could they reclaim the locket just like their ancestors had anticipated? What were his plans? Where was Christopher Misspit?

Chapter 3 Spellbound locket

Chapter 3
George slouched against the cold wall of the shack. However, Coco was determined to escape. She searched for a way out. Much of her time was spent kicking and nudging the brick walls which proved rather solid. She tried to kick the door down. Realising that her attempts were futile, she slumped to the ground and sighed defeatedly.

Eventually, Coco released her frustration, “George!” she shouted, shaking him roughly by the shoulder. “Are you really going to just sit there?” But George was not roused into this scolding. He sat. She searched. He soaked. She problem solved. The pigeonhole: could she ram her foot into the hole? Pain strangled her ankle but the gridded cover clanged to the ground. Smiling, she reached into the gaping abyss, only to be greeted by dust on the brick wall. “You should give up, “George rolled his eyes.
“Or you could help me, “Coco retorted, peering at him.

Both children stared at each other. One was determined and the other was defeated. Inside, the dim light from the bulbs slithered away. Outside, the night sky was freckled by golden stars and a moonlit sky.

Just then, a croaky voice could be heard from the window ledge of the shack. “Coco, is that you?” A ruffle of feathers was nearby. With sighs of relief, Coco and George looked at each other. Was it who they thought it was? “Fearless?” It was indeed Fearless. In her beak, was a copper key. Coco took the key and stumbled towards the door. Quietly and cautiously, Coco took the key and turned it in the lock. Just as she thought that it wasn’t going to open, Coco still had hope in her heart. It opened.
“Thank you,” whispered Coco.

As Coco, George and Fearless crept out of the front door, they were grateful for Fearless. When they got outside, they crept across the dew speckled grass. As they made their way to the end of the field, they reached the fence. It was extremely cold outside so the fence was creaky and frozen. After climbing over the fence, Coco and George broke into a run as Fearless flew behind them.

A couple minutes later, the escapees were calmly sheltering under a sturdy oak tree. What could Mr Evil possibly want with a 100-year-old locket? Could they reclaim the locket just like their ancestors had anticipated? What were his plans? Where was Christopher Misspit?

Chapter 2 Spellbound Locket

Chapter 2

Turning round, Coco and George could barely see Waverspoon Manor through the thick fog. Skeletal trees lined the driveway. Shivers crept down Coco’s back. Snow blanketed the floor. Coco’s boots sunk into the snow. Fearless flew slowly above Coco’s head. The house groaned tiredly as the heavy snow landed on it. As the drive was so long, it took a while for them to get to the house. As they advanced toward the front door, they noticed that the door seemed to be rotting. Shaking, Coco clutched the door handle. She decided to kick the door to free it from the snow’s grasp.

The house was dark. George flicked the light switch. The light came on. The light was dim so Coco grabbed a candle holder and placed a candle inside. Luckily the candle produced more light. Creeping cautiously, Coco and George clambered up the crooked stairs. On the left of the staircase, was Coco’s bedroom. The floorboards creaked. Into Coco’s bedroom they walked. Fearless went too. She perched on the bedside table with the locket in the talons. The chain slipped out of her talons. Smiling, Coco took the locket. Her bedroom looked as it had before she left. Book in bookshelves and pens in pots.

“Isn’t this one of the most valuable pieces of jewellery in London?” George enquired. Sadly, Coco nodded her head. “It’s so valuable that robbers are out to get it.” Coco whispered. “ I think that the people who killed my dad for the robbers who are trying to get the locket. “
“Sorry.” George whispered.
A frown came up on Coco’s face. “Adults these days, especially thieving ones.” She groaned.

“Well,well,well,” came an echoing voice in the hallway. Coco and George peered round. Fearless gazed sharply. His black-hole eyes stared directly at the locket. He had slick black hair, a long face, a skinny body and needle-like legs. He shoes looked like they were sharp enough to pop a balloon.He crossed his arms and tapped his foot. Scarily, he reached out his fingers to snatch the locket. Coco recognised his peculiar acts. Sneakily, he shoved the locket in his pocket and tiptoed down the stairs. Coco recognised him. Then she realised. It was Mr Tree from her English lessons. Coco could not believe her eyes. “Isn’t that the evil Mr Tree from English?” Asked George.
“Correct” said Fearless.

Suddenly, a rather familiar noise traveled up the staircase. The door was locked and Coco, George and Fearless were still inside. A purple gas was enveloping the room. Unfortunately, George and Coco were too engrossed in the books and checking all the different spines. Just then, Coco and George began to feel sleepy. They fell to the floor. Mr Tree kicked the door. He scooped up the pair and pranced down the stairs. Outside the door was a wagon. Lazily, he threw them into the wagon. The wagon creaked. Now everyone climbed into the wagon. The horses trotted off. When the two woke up, they noticed two things: Fearless wasn’t with them and they were somewhere new. Their arms were chained to the walls.

Calm Island

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