We zoomed across the moon rock speeding for our life. The Colijop was gaining on us and we had to find Zara. We were practically flying over the rocky moon surface. Suddenly we saw her – the figure of a woman in the midst of space. We skidded to a halt and grabbed her swiftly swiveling around and racing off to the space station. When we got there we frantically searched everywhere to find the Colijop bite antidote
“She might not live,” said the captain.
“No I’m not letting her die,” I said.
“We have to head to the planet they call Earth!”
Was this really the only way? I thought.
Rat a tat tat!
The machine gun began to spray bullets in our direction. I dived into a shell crater, and pulled out my rifle and began to fire back.
A shell landed right alongside me and I was blown back towards our trenches. It was a blood bath out there.
Suddenly the enemy whistle blew. I knew what that meant. Running, was this the only option I thought as I began to run to higher ground. I reached the hill and hid behind a tree. There were four other soldiers there.
We would fight to save our friends!
I watched from the opera house as the soldiers attacked. They had been trying to break in for 12 hours. At the moment they had retreated back across the river but I was sure they’d be back. I walked over to my friend who was at a different window.
Suddenly before I could talk to him, a bomb smashed through the roof. I turned around to see that the soldiers on our side had erupted into a panic. The bomb had a timer on it and I could see that the mechanics were trying to dismantle it. I rushed down the steps and sprinted to the bomb.
Suddenly I heard a click…
My friend and I were reading a history book when we came upon a story about a rebellion…
It was about a time when a rebel leader grew great and powerful. The leader wanted more power and decided to raid a big and vast castle. The king was surprised when he saw a giant army heading towards him. He called the wizard and asked him to make a spell to freeze them. The wizard agreed and he forged a spell. He gave it to the king and he threw it at the leader. He froze and his men were as still as a tree.
“That was a good story! “said my friend.
The monkeys were escaping! The heavy rain made it hard to see. Around 15 of them got out. My first thought was maybe to lure them in with a banana but I bet they preferred freedom. The other zookeepers watched in shock while while monkeys jumped from tree to tree, desperately trying to get away. No one knew how they escaped. Maybe their cage was damaged? I saw people screaming and running away. Soon, the black monkeys were gone. There was nothing we could do now. The monkeys have escaped.
It was another normal day for Arthur at school. Arthur always got bullied. The only problem was that he never had the guts to tell anyone about the bullies. Whenever Arthur went to bed he would worry about the next day.
The next morning he made his lunch. He was having the last black soggy banana that was in the fridge. After that, he jumped into the car with his mother.
Then his mom gave him a kiss before he walked into school.
Somehow today he felt he could stand up to the bullies and show them what he was made of.
HE COULD NOT BE DAMAGED!
It was a brutal battle but it wasn’t over yet. Every day the gunshots would get closer to the trenches. Every day we would hear the crackle of machine guns and the screams of pain. As my friends and I crouched down and plodded along the trench we could hear people outside. They were Germans. We loaded our guns and BANG!!! They were dead.
That was the first person I killed and I didn’t want to do it again. Suddenly there was a whistle in the air – it was a strange object. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. Suddenly I realised it was a missile.
”GET DOWN” I screamed.
But it was too late…
Everyone thought it was the end of Pompeii. They were all talking about the raging Mount Vesuvius. Families ran everywhere to find shelter. The next day there were heeps of tremors and it was getting hot. Then suddenly hot ash blew out of the volcano, and lava rushed down.
Straight away something came out of the sky. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. Suddenly all the people screamed PUMICE ROCKS!
We all rushed towards the other cities, but they were under attack too. We really didn’t want to die like this.
At the beginning of the day, I woke up very tired. I walked downstairs and got myself a cup of coffee, my father had the news on. I was so tired that the news was a mumble and all I heard was dangerous, evacuate and squad.
My father seemed worried but I didn’t think much of it and went for my morning walk. I went into the village and it was deserted. Although it was Saturday nothing was opened. I saw a green box in the middle of the junction in the centre of the village. Since there was no one was in the village I decided to go home. When I got home no one was there… then it clicked with me – what I heard on the news – the green box was a bomb.
I whispered to myself “oh no” I heard an explosion and everything went black…
I was watching tv but I got hungry. There was nothing in the press. I was irate. I didn’t want to go to the shop but I guessed I had to go to the shop. I was walking through town and no one was there – strange. I was in a quandary whether to go back or not. It felt like I was in a ghost town but I continued to the shop. Although it was Saturday nothing was opened. I was bamboozled. I went home and no one was there.
“Hello!” I screamed.
I looked out the window and saw everybody was running.
“Why are you running?”
“There are five bombs in town – run!”
We were going to be late. It was going to be my first day at Hogwarts. We all rushed into the car. King’s Cross station was about 2 hours from our house. There was no way we’d be there on time. My siblings weren’t helping because they were fighting about which house I would be in. I hoped to be in Ravenclaw.
Our car broke down halfway there so we borrowed a vintage car. “We’ll be there in no time.” My dad said. “But it is so slow.” I said back.
We finally arrived at King’s Cross station. The gate to 9 3/4 was closed. We were too late.
I sprinted out of the bank, my bags stuffed with money. I knew the guards would be there any second. I hopped into my car but it just wouldn’t start. I dashed away as I heard sirens behind me.
I had a cunning plan I would go to the train station because I knew a train would be there shortly and just as the train was about to arrive I would jump to the other side and run away. I ran to the train station and saw the train coming but it is so slow, I jumped and fell onto the track…..
One day as I was riding my bike through the woods I noticed that its colour was a little bit faded so I went down to the local hardware store and bought two cans of yellow spray paint. I cycled back up to the woods and strapped my bike to a telephone pole beside a near by-road. I whipped out the cans of spray paint and started painting.
After a while one of the cans wouldn’t stop spraying I turned around in the direction of the road and tried to get it to stop but instead, I accidentally sprayed a long yellow stripe on a passing red car.
There it was, its canary yellow paint gleaming out of the shop window.
It was now or never thought John. He walked up to the shop and smashed the window – glass shattered everywhere.
As the deafening alarms wrung out into the night breeze, John hastily plucked the bike from its stand and began to cycle into the distance.
Police sirens edged closer all the time. John took a hard left, he was heading for the park where the bike could transform into a jetski and he could sail down the river.
Suddenly the bike began to spin out of control, the bike had been hacked.
He was done for.
As I walked into the base camp cameras flashed and people cheered. I was going to be one of the first up Everest. I put on my furry fur-lined coat and walked over to the monk. I could hear the news in the background and a reporter saying how nobody has climbed Everest and survived. A monk gave me his blessing while I got into a black vehicle. I was only getting driven up the mountain road until it ended so I asked the driver to turn on some music. Finally the van came to a halt. For a split second, there was absolute silence, I got out of the car and slowly made my way up to camp 1…
I was sweating. This was the biggest moment of my life. If I won this race I was the Formula 1 champion of the world. There was music blaring in the background. My furry mascot, Ryan the Rhino cheered me on as I walked nervously to my vehicle.
I started out when suddenly, CRASH!!!! I lost control of my car and it went flying off the road. I climbed slowly out of the wreckage and got away with only minor injuries.
I later found out my rival driver hijacked my car and did something to the engine so I would lose…
I rounded the corner. The slippery ice trying to pull me down. I steadied myself and started to jog. The creature had gone this way, I was sure of it. I passed the new Art and Craft building and heard a slight rustle. The heavy door was slightly ajar. I pulled the door open wider and strolled in. I drew my black pistol and pointed it at a slim outline.
“Don’t shoot, please” a high pitched voice begged.
“What are you doing”? I asked.
“Which way to the shops?” It panted.
Suddenly it pounced at me and knocked me to the ground and bared its fangs. The fangs were dripping with drool.
When Tom was young, he was bitten by a werewolf. Every week he has to take an antidote to prevent himself from turning into a werewolf. One day, he realised he was out of the antidote. The recipe for making the antidote was tough. He had until midnight before he would turn into a werewolf. The problem was, he lived miles from any shop and had no car. He had to go on foot. He was slowly transforming into a werewolf. There was little time left.
“Which way to the shops?” It panted.
“That way,” Someone nervously said.
I arrived too late. I was stuck as a werewolf forever.
Hello my name is Pau, the bee and this is a story of how I was almost killed.
Once I was just flying around … you know bee stuff until it started to rain. So I flew and flew and flew but the rain just kept up with me. Then I crashed landed into an apartment. I saw a professional tennis player. Until they saw me.
” Kill it !” said the tennis player.
Until his girlfriend came into the room and saw his boyfriend trying to kill me.
” Stop,” said his girlfriend.” If you kill him then the world will end!”
So she picked me up into a glass and a magazine, opened the window and I was free.
Bees are extremely important to the environment. But Bees are dying and fast.
Bees pollinate 75 percent of our crops. Some people think that if bees die out- humans will die out only 4 years later. There are people trying to make robotic bees but that might not be possible. When bees sting you they die. A bee will only sting you if it sees you as a danger. So if you see a bee don’t kill it because really when you kill a bee you’re killing humans.
We owe the bees everything.
I woke up to an unusual noise on Christmas Eve. I looked out my window while yawning and saw the bushes moving. I went out to investigate. It was freezing cold and pitch black. I was scared and regretted going outside. I peered over the bush and saw two magnificent deer. I ran inside to get my parents. They hurried outside and there was nothing there. Did I imagine it? I went back to bed. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I saw. Suddenly, I heard a thump on our roof. I went back out to see what it was. The two deer were flying! I didn’t realise they could fly. Then they flew away and were gone.
It was Christmas Eve. All of us toys were extremely exited to see this years new arrivals.
Suddenly a pile of soot erupted out from the fireplace, then a head and body squeezed out. There Santa stood looking down at all the toys in his ginormous bag. He simply clicked his fingers and presents whizzed under the tree. I glanced over to where the cookies and carrots were; there were bite marks and crumbs everywhere.
After Santa left, a new toy burst out of its box and it started to fly around the room- an ostrich I think it was called. None of us old toys could fly and I didn’t realise they could fly.
Sean was going to the shop to get some marmite so he could spread it on my bread. But when he arrived it was gone. He asked a worker where was it gone? “It is all gone,” she said.
“No, “he said, “I like marmite .”
He went home and looked at the news. The marmite is poisoning everyone. He was very lucky!
It was a sunny day and all the slaves were outside gardening apart from me. I asked the king why I wasn’t allowed to go outside and then he just ignored me and said get me some toast with my favourite marmite. I glided into the kitchen and poisoned the marmite. Then I gave it to the king.” No,” he said “I like marmite and this is certainly not marmite. You taste it.” I walked slowly over to the table. My heart was beating like a drum. I picked it up and took a bite and …dropped dead…
The mission was named Operation Poppies aka Project RED. As flacks tried to shoot us down, the heavy vast robust armour was shielding us.
My partner said “dive down to the ground.”
” What?! Are you nuts?”
He shouted to dive and I finally agreed. As we dived down the flacks hit us twice “almost there.. and go up!” The plane went up and the bombs hit the train.
WE DID IT!!!
Then we heard a BANG . Oh no I thought in my head “WE ARE SO DEAD!!”
“Take this parachute and go.”
I jumped … and now here I am at his grave.
I gazed at the poppy field from my bedroom window. The red poppies glistening gently in the morning frost. I strolled down the newly carpeted stairs. “I’m going to the fields” I bellowed as I stepped onto the stone porch. Slowly I stepped off the porch and closed the door. I opened the kennel door to my golden retriever, Max. I grabbed a leash and clipped it onto his collar. I strolled down the passage to the poppy field. A gentle breeze flicking at my hair. I got to the gate and slipped back the beam. I unclipped the leash and he bolted away. I knelt down and prayed for the soldiers who fought in WWI.
It was a pedestrian day and I was walking down the road. Then suddenly I saw a sign on a pole that said “come to the new carnival at Mil Street and go on rides. ”
I said to myself that would be fun. While I was going through the shops I saw two men one dressed in orange- the other in brown. The orange one spoke first. He said that all the rides were half price. So I rushed to the rides along with an avalanche of people. I was delighted with my day. It went from bad to good as I went on all the rides.
…Swiftly I sprinted across the rooftops. I knew it wouldn’t be easy but I had to do it if I wanted to live.
“Decorations these days” I whispered to myself while leaping over a giant spider and slipping on a leg.
“I hope this roof is robust” I chuckled to a pumpkin.
I lost my step while laughing and fell on top of the pumpkin. Then I realised there were two- one was purple and the other was orange. The orange one spoke first in a menacing voice saying “hey watch your step boy” “yeah” said the other not knowing what was happening. I fainted off the roof…
“But what happens next grandpa?” “Yeah” joined in the others. “I can’t remember because of my fall, now go to sleep kids I’ll see you in the morning”.