“The Dark Path by Rainer” (aged 6)

WarriorOne kid called Danoah was all alone in a mysterious dark place. He saw zombies roaming towards him and the sound was like this: brrrrr. He ran as fast as he could, and then he saw a warrior and the warrior saved Danoah by chasing away the zombies with his enchanted diamond sword. Danoah went on his way and climbed the ladder to heaven and asked the Shining Spirit, “Why did you make all the zombies?” The Shining One said “you must not take the mysterious dark path again.

Rainer, aged 6

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“A Bad Christmas” by Alisa (aged 8)

 

koalaOn Christmas eve in the foyer of a hotel there was a Christmas tree and in the tree, there was a koala. She had a baby, and nobody knew they were there, but they didn’t know where they were. The mummy koala tried to find where she was, but she nearly got stood on by a girl in black pants and high heels. She finally made it out of the hotel foyer and she ran back to the forest where there were lots of trees. She wished the hotel with the Christmas tree was further away from her forest.

Alisa, aged 8

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“The Mystery Presents” by Lola (aged 8)

Santa ChristmasIt was Christmas Eve long ago, in a warm, little cottage with a yellow door, where a little girl named Emily was wrapping gifts for her friends and family. She was a kind girl with long, brown locks and shiny, blue eyes, just like her mum. When she woke in the morning, she ran downstairs to open her presents but when she ran to the Christmas tree, there were none. She heard a loud snoring noise coming from the other side of the room and there was a guy with a big, white, fluffy beard and, right next to him was a sack full of presents. She shook Santa awake and he gave her a present in the warm, cosy cottage with a yellow door.

Lola, aged 8

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“Kyle’s Special Night” by Meagan (aged 10)

ReindeerOne Christmas Eve one thousand years ago, in the workhouse where the elves were making sure all the presents were working, a reindeer named Kyle was humming to himself while watching the elves work. He was unhappy because Santa didn’t choose him to lead the sleigh. As he went looking for Santa, he ran into another reindeer who told him to go away. It all got better for Kyle when Mrs Clause heard him singing and told him how special he was. That Christmas Eve was one that Kyle would never forget.

Meagan, age 10. 

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“The Santa Clown” by Sebastian (aged 11)

Santa.jpgOn Christmas Eve, the McDermids decided to go to the shopping centre to buy presents. They already knew what they wanted to buy from watching television. Mr. and Mrs. McDermid saw Santa at the shopping centre and pointed, but the children thought he was a scary clown. They wanted to go straight home and that night, when they should have been asleep, the children got up to wait for Santa. It was the scary clown who came down the chimney with some presents.

Seb, aged 11. 

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“Cats” by Ella T (aged 9)

ginger catOnly on dark nights when there is no moon, from a big house in the city, the ginger and black cat leaves to go out adventuring. She is small, friendly and adventurous. She goes, with her friends, to an underground river where there is a little house that is full of woolly pink balls and cat food that tastes like marshmallows. They play for three hours, eat for one hour and then they sleep until they wake up. On dark nights the cat goes home and then she goes to sleep.

Ella T (aged 9)

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“Colours” by Georgia (aged 9)

CaterpillarOne year a special caterpillar went around Australia and the caterpillar’s name was Henry. Henry had special powers and his special power was changing colours, so he could turn purple, red and lots more. At the very last river, Henry met a frog jumping across the gold coins floating on the water, who said, “You can’t cross until you do something special for me.” Henry’s mind lit up and he said, “I’ll let you see me change colours,” and the frog loved that idea. Henry’s trip around Australia was good and he loved meeting a new frog friend.

Georgia, aged 9

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“The Not-So-Evil Dragon” by Ella (aged 11)

DragonOnce upon an enduring amount of time, there lived a dragon in the mystical blue forest. The dragon lazed on his leafy bed and wrote books for himself to read, about mythical creatures like poor orphans. One day a miracle happened when an editor came into the aqua forest looking for a new author to turn famous and rich. Now the dragon was a popular story writer but was always under pressure to produce a new book every year. One year the dragon wrote a strange story about a dragon who wanted to be an author.

Ella, aged 11. 

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The Scary Night – by Harry (aged 9)

GhostNeither my brother nor I know anything about the mystery of the ghost on the hill. Last night under a big fat moon, Taj and I were climbing up the slope when we heard a quiet, low-pitched, short moan that sounded like me when I see a spider. We both screamed and Taj ran over the hill and I ran down the valley towards the creek where the fish were slipping and sliding as if they were about to die with me. Something white and weirdly-shaped ran straight at me and pushed me into the slimy water of the slippery creek and I screamed, “help me, Taj!”. The light was just the fat moon and Taj was laughing at me.

Harry, aged 9. 

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Ethan’s Great Escape – by Cohen (aged 9)

boyOnce upon a time, a little boy named Ethan lived in a very nice neighbourhood, in a very nice house but the people who were raising him were very, very horrible and selfish. Even though they were fat and rich, his punishment was so cruel that they locked him up in the cellar for most of the day and while his mother and father were upstairs eating fudge and custard, Ethan was living on the mould and bacteria off the walls. One night, he heard squeaking and it sounded like a million mice and he was certain because he could smell rat droppings as well. Little tiny mice were chewing the wall and Ethan was happy to see daylight because the wall had disintegrated. Ethan got out and found a new home to live in with nice people.

Cohen, aged 9. 

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