Ignoring the unusual voice, Edie stood where the door was meant to be.There stood no door, but a strange looking gymnastics obstacle. Well that’s what it looked like. On the other side of the challenge lay the same wooden door.

Taking a breath she leapt across the balance beam, her feet aching, swang side to side, up and across the bars. Vault was next, running as fast as her legs could take her, Edie bounced onto the springboard, forced her arms out onto the vault and landed with a clean finish. For the final apparatus was the one she was nervous of the most, the floor! For the challenge Edie had to land a roundoff, two back handsprings and a backflip all in one! Edie went for it tired, she leapt into her roundoff, pushed into her two back handsprings and jumped into her back tuck and landed it ! She couldn’t believe it! Forecelly she pulled the door open and lay on the floor aching, all because she forgot to stretch.

Stiffly, Edie troged towards the front of the shop, where she spotted Mr luncen Bronze standing at her, “ Ah, I see you have come back to us. Did you find what you were looking for?” Edie felt guilty. “The problem is, you can visit the miracles but you never know what could happen.” Putting down the beetle, that was bronze. 

Edie was led out by Mr luncen bronze. “ Come again another day,” he said, holding the door open. Edie stepped out the door with guilt, but suddenly as soon as she turned around Mr luncen Bronze was gone. So was the emporium, Edie felt confused, how did it disappear she wondered?

What Edie didn’t notice was that she was being followed by a Bronze owl slowly gliding in the breeze. It perched on a tree by her house, Edie let herself into her house. The owl had all the time in the world.

It was an attractive cottage with; sunflowers dancing and singing across the entrance; poppies that glowed a vivid red; grey and orange tiles surrounded the building and a wooden door, which lured you into the buliding. Edie was astonished she couldn’t actually believe what she was seeing. In the cottage to the left, lay a foam pit where children bounced and flipped into. Standing in front of her stood a balance beam where all of her idols and heroes were training. The Vaults,Bars,Beam and Floor surrounded her with joy. Up the stairs was a snack bar, named don’t mind if I do coffee shop and seats that sat adults drinking and eating coffee and cake.

“Hello”, called Edie, wondering if anyone would answer. But she was met by silence. Edie never felt this uncomfortable, so she tiptoed down the stairs. Everyone was gone, for a minute she wondered if she stepped into the story of the haunted house.

Edie had thrown into her drawing a wish that she never would forget. A gymnasium waiting for her to gymnastics her heart out. It kind of felt odd, it didn’t feel right. Then that was when she heard it.

Nervously, Edie heard a sound, not any sound, a sound that sounded familiar to an irated  dragon’s roar! The noise grew louder and made her ears deathen. Trying not to breathe she crept down the stairs. Edie unexpectedly saw nothing, strangely the sound grew smaller and a shiver travelled down her spine. A moment later she had a glimpse at a door marked private.

Edie opened the door with her fits up, took a deep breath, smashed the door open. It was then she saw it; vibrant scales lay on its back;gleaming eyes stared, making it uncomfortable; a tail swooshed side to side; sharp claws scared the ground. Edie ran out of the door, pushing ever in her way with all her force.

Unexpectedly, the door to the emporium was not there. Nothing that is for endless pathways. Edie tried everything she could, unfortunately it started to pour down with rain, there was just no door! “Help me”, roared a voice behind her!

  “My name is Mr Luncen Bronze”, exclaimed the man, staring at Edie until she looked down at 

  the wooden floor. “This is my emporium. Do you like it?” he said in a wise voice bringing his arms out gently. Edie looked up, smiled shyly and nonded. Edie spotted a book that called to her. “ Ohh and this is my book of miracles”, anocced Mr luncen bronze. “You may take a look around the shop but don’t touch the book”!

A second later, Mr luncen bronze was gone within a twirl. Edie was alone. She was desperate to find out what lies behind the curtain. So she tiptoed over, peeked round and saw doors of doors in an endless corridor. The book was desperately calling to her she would do anything to see what was in the forbidden pages. What’s in the book and where does the corridor and doors lead to, she wondered?

Without thinking, she opened the book. Each page was filled with ideas of some sort of a wonderful world. There were drawings of forests, deserts, candy cane valleys, lollipop villages, mountains,cities and more. In each place there were miracles beyond imaging!

Minutes later, the next thing Edie knew was that she was holding a bronze pen. Edie started to draw a magical room of her dreams, then she drew the thing she most longed for!

Edie suddenly was forcefully led to a door that marked Edies room. On the way through the dark corridor she realized paintings of queens and kings in suits and gowns, doors of names painted in a woodish colour. Mr Luncen Bronze appeared from a dark corner. Edie knew what to do.

Edie entered, not into a room, but into her dreams. Gymnast flipping and skilling, Cinemas, that filled the room with popping popcorn and candy and sweets sticking to pink clouds of candy floss. The strange thing was it looked exactly like she imagined; and drew in Mr luncen bronzes book. She spotted something, well not something, she saw her dream. Without any concern, without looking back, Edie ran towards it.

I would take the taste of

   a freshly baked banana loaf screaming at me,

   a crispy garlic bread for starters 

   and a mouth-watering bolognese for the meal.

  I would take the sound of

  a running gun that wakes you up as you sprint into the finish line,

  the oven pinning and buzzing as a bakes finished

  and my mum screaming at me for dinner. 

  I would take the smell of 

  the clean cut grass that tickles your nostrils in the spring morning,

  cookies calling you as they finished baking

  and perfect piping hot pizza.

  I would take the touch of

  a soft carpet as you soon collapse onto it for a well deserved rest,

  the grass tickling your fingertips

  and sticky toffee pudding sauce sticking to your fingers together.

 I would take the sight of

 the sea knowing that you have arrived in paradise,

 the seagulls nipping your ice cream

 and the soft sand comforting you.

Go and open the honey- yellow door, 

maybe you will hear an swarm of bees

buzzing around you, in the beaming sun,

or bright stars glimmering in moonlight.

Go and open the rosey-red door,

maybe you will see a victorian,

telephone box, screaming at you

as a call hurries by, or an rose rising 

with hope.

Go and open the marigold-orange door,

maybe you will taste a mouth-watering

jelly bean that tickles your taste buds,

a fiery flame burning in the black sky, or an 

goldfish gently swimming in cool water.

Go and open the emerald-green door,

maybe you will feel the soft grass on you

fingertips, or an diamond shimmering green

in the ink sky, or hope in a meadow.

Do you think dragons should be hunted ?

We have been discussing whether or not baking dragons should be hunted. We are being convinced by the citizens of warwickshire about the dragon!

Many people believe that baking dragons should set foot in are local area because they bake up scrumptious meals for £1; amazing value. Furthermore, the dragons have a kind heart for greeting citizens and keeping the area carm. A key reason is that they have amazing allotments to grow fresh healthy fruits.

On the other hand, a few people assert that dragons are a threat to Warwickshire because of there massive feet-stomping and damaging trees that absorb carbon dioxide that help millions of people around the world with oxygen. Moreover, when dragons are excited they leave a trail of eggs that leaves a mess for are police to clean up.

Having considered all of the main alignment of the Baking dragons, I believe that they should live in the local area because of their incredible talent to baking and kindness!

Are you presently seeking for employment? Do you have experience of a heroic dragon hunter? Have you ever dreamed of swimming in gold coins? If so, read on for more!

You are expected to have:

• A wise soul; that can fix any puzzle;
• Tame a ornery beast, or scare it away;
• Have a heart of joy to understand the feelings of the dragon;
• To seek out the baking dragon by having great hide and seek skills;
• To speak dragon.

If you achieve will receive you with:

A lifetime supply of golden kitchen equipment. Additionally a masterclass with the best of chefs, Mary berry and Gorden ramsey. A magnificent muffin made by the muffin dragon.A supply of golden coins that will last you for centuries. The rarest of blueberrys for an blueberry and apple bread and butter crumble!

If this advert satisfys you please call o6173106310! Good luck!

Are you presently seeking for employment? Do you have experience of a heroic dragon hunter? Have you ever dreamed of swimming in gold coins? If so, read on for more!

You are expected to have:

• A wise soul; that can fix any puzzle;
• Tame a ornery beast, or scare it away;
• Have a heart of joy to understand the feelings of the dragon;
• To seek out the baking dragon by having great hide and seek skills;
• To speak dragon.

If you achieve will receive you with:

A lifetime supply of golden kitchen equipment. Additionally a masterclass with the best of chefs, Mary berry and Gorden ramsey. A magnificent muffin made by the muffin dragon.A supply of golden coins that will last you for centuries. The rarest of blueberrys for an blueberry and apple bread and butter crumble!

If this advert satisfys you please call o6173106310! Good luck!

There are many different breeds of dragon’ s; the Icicle dragon, Ivy dragon,lemon dragon. One of the most interesting is the baking dragon.

Baking dragons are smart happy and caring. They have one of the best visions of all dragons.Its vision always helps when looking for ingredients in the shops!The dragon has a vibrant orange,red,green and blue spine that adorns its back.Its legs, that are twice the size of its tail, are amazing for helping its arm reach ingredients on high shelves. Its mad stomach has tattoos of his favourite  desserts, which gets noticed by lots of chefs . The dragon has an incredible chef ‘s hat coloured in his favourite colours. The chef hat gives him mysterious powers!

The dragon lives in the storage room, that can fit loads of dragons. In there room he lays a egg  bed, which is comfy and warm. Next to him is his night light themed upon his favourite television programme dragon bake off.The storage room,his bedroom,is a part of a massive kitchen with oven ,stoves,toasters and microwaves;although as expected slightly messy but amazing!

In fact , it has a very varied diet. Most of it is home made, baked with happiness desserts! Unfrotunatly, the dragon has a disease where by if he eats to much chocolate he go’s brown! However, it does scare of pretty horrible preditors!

Surprisingly,the dragon has a secret power! Its chef hat can squirt out dough,to people the dragon despises .He bakes the dough into terrifyingly delicious pizzas.It also helps it bakes better and tastier cakes for meals.Furthermore,the hat can bake ,meals when ran out of power in his oven!

The baking dragon is amazing,but be careful it is sometimes extremely dangerous!