On a dark, stormy night, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, a pirate ship bobbed up and down. The ship’s captain’s name was Burger Beard. He was a chef and he knew that he made the best burgers in the world. On really long trips he usually ran out of food so he ate the food from his beard. On that stormy night, he had a good feast form his beard.
Jack (aged 8)
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The young girl lived in a cottage and today she was thinking how to impress the managers who looked completely friendly but were doing something rude with their hands which they placed over their ears as she tried to persuade them of her perfection. Jenny was cross and she stamped her feet and shouted “I have had enough of this!”. The skinny man with thick eyebrows was smiling, the chubby male with attitude was thrilled and the woman with pointy heels said “You’re in!”. They all stood up and yelled “Welcome to Yelling school!”
Ella (aged 9)
In 2017 at the Calopudib Sanctuary, a boy started glancing at a unique plant that looked like gold. The little boy was a curious botanist and when he gazed at the plant he said, “Amazing, what is it?” He looked in his plant book and whispered, “Nothing? That is preposterous” and then he gently harvested a petal for studying. It turned into a bar of solid gold and the petal grew back which made him confused but now very rich. The gold plant from Calopudib Sanctuary made that diminutive boy the man he is today-Bill Gates.
Geoffrey (aged 10)
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One day a big old metal machine roaming the water like a battle ship, sailed into a giant storm with all hands on deck trying to get out. Luckily, the ship had an ability to turn into a fighter jet named Raptor, fast as lightning. First it put on the pistons and flew to Black Island, the spookiest island of all. They say the sounds of ghosts haunt till this very day! Raptor got trashed by the ghosts and then the crew ran for their souls were in terror. The fighter jet put on the engines and almost scared the life into the ghost who scrammed and the crew ran for three days non-stop before they caught up with their fighter jet.
By Leon (aged 9)
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I didn’t not know my dad could do magic until he made chickens appear and he could make stick insects talk. One day his magic was gone. He told everybody but no one believed him. Luckily my stick insect could still talk. But then he remembered that he left his magic in a muddy puddle. The next day he got his magic back.
By Dardo (aged 8)
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Not all dragons can fly but Felix was great at flying in fiery volcanoes. He loved to soar as high as he could above the lava spitting mountains and then he would plummet down in a lurch kind of way. One day he met an audacious boy who threw a spear at him that hit his wing. Thousands of angry environmental protestors, furious that Felix was hurt, came up the hill towards them and the boy hid behind the scared and injured dragon. Felix flew the foolhardy boy past the fiery volcanoes to safety.
By Geoffrey (aged 10)
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I didn’t know that my dad was a man who was a witch. I was scared when I found out my dad was a warlock but I still loved him because he is my compassionate gentle dad. My dad does good magic like making poor people get money and gives people wishes and they come true but sometimes he can be fierce and ferocious at the same time and he does bad magic when that happens. After I come home from school my dad does some good magic before I go to bed. I love my warlock dad and he loves me.
Jemima (aged 9)
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In the morning when it was very cold, Sunday-Sarah, the mermaid, was swimming happily in the blue water deep under the sea. She had just remembered her evil sister was coming with an army of strong mermaids to take the very powerful jewel from her. Sunday-Sarah had a plan to shut down Mermaid City to prevent Wilhema-Beth and her group of fighting mermaids from attacking. Sunday-Sarah pressed the lock down bell so the sharks swam up to the very top where the army gathered. As Wilhema-Beth went down to get the jewel, she saw sharks, her worst fear. She led the army away from Mermaid City.
By Sarah (aged 9)
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If there was one thing that Othello Flamel loved, it was his house of mysteries that he inherited from Clocal Flamel, his grandfather. Othello Flamel was a twenty-two- year-old alchemist who loved exploring his house of mysteries and learning all kinds of spells and enchantments. One day, two wart-hoggers with great swords attacked and he slaughtered one but the other fled and sounded the alarm, calling thousands, and creating a racket that awoke a rock elite and the wart-hoggers blamed Othello who knew he had to do something. He remembered the key of safety given to him by his grandfather, which could blow back enemies with the energy and speed of one hundred million kilometres per hour. If there was one thing Othello loved, it was that key of safety that got him out of trouble.
By Geoffrey (Aged 10)
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One day a little bear named Mia didn’t know what to do in winter so she went to her mum and said “Mummy what do we do in winter?” Mia was a little brown bear with a beautiful flower behind her ear and Mia’s mum was a big nice pretty bear who loved to make blue berry pie for herself and Mia to eat. The day after Mia asked her mum what they do in winter, Mia said “Where are the other bears going?” and her mum said “They are going to hibernate in a big cave and we are going too.” Then Mia said “We need to go now mum please” and her mum said “OK then let’s go to our cave where your dad is.” One day a little bear went to her cave with her mum and dad and hibernated in a big dark cave.
By Jemima (aged 7)
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