It was a beautiful day on the beach for Samantha because she loved all the people and dogs surrounding her. She loved laughter and barking. She heard some people singing “Happy Birthday” and then she had a great idea. She bought ice-cream for everyone because it was her birthday too. Soon everyone was singing “Happy Birthday” to Samantha as they licked their ice-creams.
Gabby (aged 9)
One morning when all the people had gone to work and school, the fruit people popped out to play. Little Apple and Little Pear, who everyone thought were not smart, looked and saw a glass they knew not to touch, but they did. They dropped it and they cried, “How can we fix this glass?” The Apple and Pear glued it together and the other fruit people said “Sorry, we said you were dumb” and “Thank you for fixing it.” When the people came home they slept all night.
Jemima (aged 8)
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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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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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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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Long ago when dragons ruled the world, a big blue egg cracked open and Fredrich emerged in a cave. He was a big, black dragon with red eyes and razer-sharp fangs. The first thing he did was cause mayhem on the town people because it was in his dragon blood to do such a thing. Next he ate 12 people, 4 sheep and one rabbit. Long ago when dragons ruled, a young dragon called Fredrich fell asleep.
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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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As the village woke to the sound of a rundown crow the sun started its slow journey across the sky. A fire started in the grimy blacksmith’s shop as a poor but honest man began his dawn to dust effort. He passed a dirt encrusted window and in the corner of his eye observed the familiar castle that loomed over the poor village and was surrounded by a ten metre stone wall. An old widow draped in a thread bear sack begged the blacksmith to fix her rusty hole-ridden cauldron. “I can’t pay you.” she said, but the blacksmith followed quickly by saying “Pay me when you can.” As she hobbled away the blacksmith sighed and thought to himself that the only reason the village could not pay for his services was because of the dreadful king’s exorbitant taxes.
by Jack (aged 10)
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