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The old wood

Ben moved steadily  down the steps and tiptoed to the front door, now their door was ver y creaky, so he opened it slowly. The outside air was nice and fresh, he wanted to go to the woods that people said was full of monsters.

Ben stealthily creaped to the woods. Ben scanned the area to check for those slimy beasts, but to his suprise there was none. He jumped with glea. As soon as he did that a horrid laugh came from the distanst. He heard it so he started to shiver, he moved from tree to tree.

He creaped to the monster to see what it was, he saw light red eyes staring at him. What was it! It was so slimy and green but it stared like a hawk spying on it’s prey. It lashed out it’s claws to try and grab Ben.

He ran and he ran and he ran. He got to the road that led to his house he galloped  on the pavment to his house to see if his family was awake it. Was light.

On the run

                          On the run

Matt was on the run , he’s on the streets and has nothing. He’s robbed every bank in Britain. No family , he had nothing. Where he stayed there was a homeless man named George who helped Matt , (but from what ?) George had scruffy hair , a body like Shrek and feet like a gorilla. Suddenly , blue lights heading towards Matt and a police officer got out the car running..

The sugar man

To his suprise, James turned around he did’nt believe in eyeballs until now millions and millions of them poped out of the wall, they were even more grusom than he thought then he realised that he had them on his head. He freaked out he was so freaked out that he ate all of there chocolate cake in one go and the he had to much sugar he went crazy and ate all things sugary in his houes he roamed the houses on his street and ate all the sugar once he got full he ran home burped had a nap and the next day of he went again but his mum stopped him and asked him what he was doing he said “I’m going to roam the street.” He said proudly but his mum stopped him.

Sunset

 

You are the yellow and orange mixed like the sun set.
You are as beautiful like the sunset going around the world.
You are as fascinating as the sun going away (also known as sunset.)
You are as big as the sun before it sets.
You are ice cream staying the same because you are watching the sun set on your roof.
You are on fire like the sunset.
You are the sun star in the midnight sky.

Summer

Waves lash the ground
leaving it suffocate,
like a murderer.

Fresh , green grass
tickles my legs,
like a spider crawling up and down your body.

Ice cream melts
as the sun shines down,
l leaves you hot like a radiator.

BBQ burning
sizzling silently,
like sparks of a lighter.

Sand castles
shoot out,
like buoys on land.

Sweat drips down your face
and makes you hot,
like metal after sun shines on it.

Summer day on the beach

You see the birds attacking the bright blue sea

You smell the fresh sugar donuts coming of the cooker

You touch the dry bright hit sand

You taste clucked dough ice cream in the hot summers

You hear the waves crashing and bashing the people swimming

Lions by Liam STC

A lion lying down ,
Watching his cubs
keeping them from predators.

The fluffy mane of the lion,
blowing in the wind
whilst it’s feeding on his prey.

The lion cubs walking
with their strong dad,
roaming the wild.

All of the lions
roaring into the air
letting all the predators know,
to stay away.

The blood , thirsty lion,
ripping the head off a
hyena , feeding on it’s insides.

 

 

 

The fairground

In the creepy rundown fairground is laying a nest of killer dolls.

On the Ferris wheel it was full of dust rust.

The Ferris wheel is like the ring of Saturn.

The waves that crash as each and every time a gust of wind flew by.

The fairground that was abandoned many years ago stands alone as it rusts away.

You are the sun

You are the sun with Jupiter rotating around you giving you a breath taking eroma.

You are as sneaky as a desert snake in the sand waiting for there pray to eat.

You as loud as a lions roar in the dark blue sky.

You are like a bath bomb fizzing and bubbling around your body.

You are a star  in the midnight sky.

You are a waterfall in the middle of the night sparkling and shining.

You are as spikey as a concer shell.

You are a spider spinning its sticky web.

You are a shooting star ready for a wish.

 

You are

Liam McCabe

You are the sound of  footsteps crunching on leafs.

You are the sound of raindrops landing in a puddle.

You are the smell of out of date chocolate.

You are the smell of factory smoke in the sky.

You are the taste of a doghnut with strawberrys on top.

You are the taste of a big burnt cake.

You are the memory of a grandad from the war.

You are the memory of world war 2.

You are the sight of angryness.

You are the coldness of ice sliping through the sky like the wind.

You are the feel of a beanbag.

You are the end of a big football match.