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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When the last sounds of the Children’s laughter for the good chapel service faded away, Miss Lenet cleaned up her classroom for the toy shop at the fete. She was the kindest teacher in the school and every kid liked her. That night a robber stole all the toys in the class room. The next morning she didn’t know what to do. The older kids that were in her class a long time ago heard about it and they made toys which they took to their old teacher for the shop. At the fete the kids laughed all day.
By Jemima (Aged 8)
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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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Once in 1911 there was Puyi who was a strong emperor and he had a powerful guard in China. The head guard was Yang and every morning he checked that Puyi was sleeping peacefully in his big, wooden bed. One day Yang called “Emperor Puyi! Emperor Puyi! Our enemy is attacking and he has broken our biggest walls”. Soon the air was thick with arrows as the attacking soldiers rushed into the Imperial Castle and poor Yang found himself fighting for the life of his emperor but Yang didn’t like his job, he wanted to be emperor. Yang lost the battle and the enemy killed Puyi but Yang also won because he took the place of the emperor and he was sad that Puyi died but now he had a very, very important job to do and that job was to rule the kingdom.
By Arun (aged 8)
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One day a little girl was on her computer in her bedroom and then a ROAR was coming from the cave under her house. She went to the cave under her bedroom and she saw some flames. Putting one foot and another foot forward, she saw a dragon that was all red and orange. The girl became friends with the dragon and gave him a lollipop and the dragon gave her a star. That day the little girl went to her bed room with her nice pretty star.
by Jemima (aged 8)
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Once there was a land that was so green even the soil was green. On that land there were animals of all sorts, even animals that weren’t even in your wildest dreams and-you guessed it – they were green. One day all the green started to disappear and the animals were shocked when they looked at everything and it was grey. They remembered it was night and at night it gets really cold so all the grey animals hurried into their grey beds. The next day everything was back to its normal green.
By Steffi (aged 10)
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In a tiny house far away from any town there lived a poor woman who had no money. Living in a little cottage, she was always hungry for the food that came from the far away towns. One day there was a letter outside on the little cottage’s first step that said “You can become rich if you pass the big maze at Big Black Guard Castle. Will you enter?” The lady smiled. Big Black Guard Castle was the closest castle to her but still far away and so she started to walk. She always knew something amazing would happen some day and hopefully that day was today.
by Arun (aged 8)
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The goat, the pig and the wild dog escaped from the barn at the same time and they went to hide behind the little apple tree that was near the farmer’s house. The dog was named Emma and she was friends with the goat named Lolly and her friend named Penny the pig. After the man left to look for them, they ran quickly to the scary forest because the farmer would be scared to go in. They slept there for two weeks and picked apples for food. The goat, the pig and the wild dog went back to their home in the nice warm barn.
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