Eva's Writing

Week 25

One bad day a happy man woke up.
He had a shower and ate some ice-cream.

When he walked outside he was crying because his car turned black!
And then his day got even worse - he fell over on a banana peel and slipped and damaged his ear. 

When he was walking out of his house he thought it would be a smart idea to jump out of everyone's cars!
Also he found a very overweight cat that chased him down the street but since he's angry  he kicked the cat out to space.
And that's how his morning went.

Robbie's Writing

Week 25

¨That banana is dangerous. Don't touch it.¨

Mark was staring at a mouldy  banana on a table. 

¨ As if,¨  John replied, doubting that  bananas had any power over him. 

As soon as he picked it up, it turned black. 

¨ Is that  alive?!¨ he thought as he started to peel it.

 He could see that it had changed back to a normal banana. He took a bite. It felt as heavy as a tonne weight. He ran around, screaming. He ran outside and jumped off a jetty, resulting in a damaged leg and one mushy banana.

Theo's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It looked just like a glass of water. Nothing about it was abnormal, It had been just sitting there with no thought, feelings, sight or any sentiance at all. I felt my thirst levels rising by the minute. I couldn't resist it any longer. I took a sip from the cup. Suddenly i was transported into my own mind.In my mind I saw myself using my head as a football and kicking  it over a hoop. My head was saying, “Mustard on my turnips pleeeease! I couldnt believe how dumb and idiotic it looked.This is really really weird.

Bella's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It should have looked like a glass of lemonade but instead it looked just like a glass of water. I walked up to the glass, I eagerly peered over the top to see what was inside. The sides of the cup were pitch black and shiny. The inside of the glass contained something yellowish. I wondered if I should maybe try some? I gripped the cup in my hand. The cup was nearly up to my mouth. I took one last look at the contents and drank it all up. I swished it around and around, it tasted just like…...

Emel's Writing

Week #34  (19)

The table shuddered, and the glass of mysterious liquid danced with it. I stared, looking for answers to my questions. I decided to use my senses, suddenly the TV flashed on, my head rotated to the direction of the big screen, my mouth gaped open, poisonous liquid not to be tasted, touched or smelled. I stared, the screen went blank again, tingles traveled down my spine, my eyes were fixed. I was motionless, my stomach began to gurgle, I concentrated on the glass for the last time. My eyes fluttered shut, I hesitated, I tasted, touched, and smelled, no!

Claire's Writing

Week #34 (19)

“Mum! Dad, where are you?” I called as I opened the door to our little cottage in the woods. I cautiously walked into the living room, it felt strange without the happy laughter of my Mum and Dad. I lowered my self on a couch, like an old lady needing some help. Once I sat down I spotted a glass of water on a nearby table. It looked like a glass of water I suppose. Slowly I walked towards it, like gravity was just pulling me there on purpose! My mouth became dry and needing water. So I drank it . . .

Nathan's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It was water to some, others it was sacred, yet I saw the truth. Long nights were sacrificed in the name of discovery, until I could never stop experimenting on it.

I just couldn’t take it, my sanity slipped at every waking moment yet I knew it was my destiny. My affinity for curiosity overwhelmed me and I drank. Not much longer I felt my head about to explode with searing pain, it seems illusions were being weaving into my body, I realised that mercury had been concealed cleverly inside it. Thump! I was helpless and bruised, my heart stopped...

Morgan's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It looked like water. In fact, it looked just like it. But it was not water, according to everyone that drank it. As a matter of fact everyone who drank it was never seen again. But I am stupid, and so I drank it. I drank all of it. All of a sudden I felt funny. Then everything went black. So black that I could not see. It was now I agreed with those people that this was not water at all. In fact, now I knew what it was. It was H2O2. Liquid poison. Instant death to any human.

Rita's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It just couldn't be a normal glass of water. Something just wasn't right. The water seemed to swirl around and around, like it was a magic portal ready to take me to Aladdin! As I picked it up, the room felt cold, as if it has been dipped into an icy glacier. It wouldn't hurt, I thought, and I just drank a tiny sip of water. It was delicious, so I drank more and more. I realised that every sip I took, the more faded I would become. I felt lightheaded, as I drifted off to the ceiling. What’s happening? . . .

Annabelle's Writing

Week #34 (19)

Jamie was a very interesting little girl. At school she always liked to make a weird mix of disgusting ingredients. Her mother hated it so when Jamie did it at home she used non-messy ingredients. The ingredients were water and other stuff like that. Jamie had made a very disgusting drink with this stuff and then went to go to the toilet. Then her older sister came downstairs and started to drink the glass of disgusting stuff jamie had made. Jamie came Merrily walking back. Her sister spoke in a disgusted voice ¨It looked like a glass of water…...¨

Mia's Writing

Week #34 (19)

But it wasn't it had a bug floating around. In fact it wasn't H2O at all, but that didn't stop the girl from drinking it at all. But you should know one thing . . . well maybe two, this girl wasn't any normal girl. And this glass of liquid wasn't normal at all. She stepped closer and closer and closer until she was right in front of the glass. She took her first sip and then took another. She couldn't stop drinking the liquid until it was to late. This girl had an immune system stronger than anyone . . . but she dropped dead.

Emily's Writing

Week #34 (19)

I picked it up and drank it. I looked down in horror and saw myself shrinking. All of me was brown and fluffy! It dawned on me that I was a dog. Katy, my little sister came in and jumped with excitement when she saw me. “Mum it’s a dog! Can we keep it please!” Katy begged. “If none owns it you can have it” was Mums reply. That night when I was snuggled on Katy’s lap. Mum announced that Katy could keep me. Tonight I got transformed back to myself and Katy still had a dog in the morning!

Brooke's Writing

Sagar's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It just sat there. An ordinary, transparent glass of water. Or was it? It was lounging on the smooth oak table. Why was it there? The beautiful, decorated glass urged me to drink the mysterious liquid inside. It was as though the wonderful, coloured glass was hypnotising me! My pale, sweaty arm glided slowly towards the glass. I had no choice, I unwillingly drank the contents of the mysterious, glass cup. That was the biggest mistake of my life. Enormous rumbling noises came from inside me. I smoothly started to float into the light, blue sky when I saw a...

Meg's Writing

Week #34 (19)

It was perfect it looked just how I wanted it to, like a glass of water no one would know what was really in there I poured my mixture into a small glass and gave it to the person in the white bed of the hospital I'm guessing that they thought it was water because so would I at first. I  took the glass and shoveled a spoon into their mouth they then seemed to realize how it was disgusting and nearly but not quite sprayed the mixture everywhere, the young girl suddenly woke up “please no more she said!”

Nisha's Writing

Week #33 …why was that hat on the table?…

The hat belonged to an adorable cat. The little cat wobbled because the hat was much too big! The poor cat could not see and landed into the dog wash! The hat bounced off the little charming cat and went thump!... Onto the dog…The dog went mad and raced around the house because the hat was enormous (for the dog, as well). Humans were eating a delicious, scrumptious roast turkey when the mad dog banged into the wooden chair. Boom! Crash! The human fell down as the hat drifted on the human's head so he keep it on the table.

Nina's Writing

Week #33 …why was that hat on the table?…

Once upon a time there was a special hat shop. The hats were very expensive. One day Vita came to the shop, she wanted the most expensive and most detailed hat of all time and of course they had it. She bought it straight away but… she left the hat behind. The hat lady ran as fast as she could but could not find her. The next day she got a call from Vita and she was screaming and said, ‘I have lost my precious hat!” The lady said, “it’s at my shop so come to pick it up soon.”

James' Writing

Week #33 …why was that hat on the table?…

Once upon a time lived a family that were going shopping for hats for their kids. There was one particular hat on a table, that hat was different to all the other hats. The dad asked the shopkeeper, “Why is that hat on the table?”

The shopkeeper said, “Because a really famous celebrity wore that hat.”

The dad asked, “Who was the celebrity?”

The shopkeeper said, “The Prime Minister, Jacinda Ardern, wore that hat.” Three minutes later, BOOM!!! There goes the hat off the table. The shopkeeper picked the hat up and all of the kids wanted to buy it!!

Kelan's Writing

Week #33 …why was that hat on the table?…

That hat was on the table because it was hiding a present from the birthday boy, who was turning eight that day. He had two brothers and two sisters. He had lost his dad before he was alive. He really wanted to look at it but his mum would tell him off if he did. He was going out for dinner that night at Movenpick so he didn't want to get told off or he wouldn't be able to go. That day he fell off a swing and cracked his head open and he was in hospital. He died sadly.

Robbie's Writing

Week #33 …why was that hat on the table?…

Far far away, there was a lab of Lord Polymorphus who was currently developing the most powerful weapon in the galaxy - the excalibur ray. This weapon was so powerful it could destroy almost everything. He just finished the first prototype. His enemy, Professor Mercury was in front of him. Professor Mercury blew on a  cigarette, sitting back. Thoughts raced in the mad scientist’s mind. If he pressed the trigger, he would be in jail for eternity. Still, he wanted to destroy his enemy. He pressed the trigger. Professor Mercury was blown back, leaving his hat on the broad glass table...