Tom: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

One sunny afternoon, while my mum cooked eggs and my dad washed his floppy fringe, I went to visit my creepy friend. As I pulled up on his driveway, I noticed everything about his house was grey; like a haunted house! I looked through the clouded window to see the pale face of my friend, Cole. I waved, but he just stood there, staring. I knocked on the door then entered the building. "Welcome, Fred," Cole said shrilly. The light began flickering and his black hair stood on end. "To your doom!" he exclaimed as I got knocked out cold....

Mason: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

I stood still at the sink while I washed the plates from the eggs I had for breakfast. Then I went upstairs to comb my fringe. While I was there, I noticed that the hallway light was flickering so I got mum to fix it.

Later that day, I went up town on my black mountain bike to get some coke for myself. I went to Tesco to get some and I bought a couple of chocolate bars for later. So, from then, I went to my friend’s house to play Fortnite with him it was really, really good.

Roxanne: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

My alarm woke me up – very early – this morning, but after 10-15 minutes I carefully remembered why. “I need to go to the hair dressers!” I shouted loudly.

My classmates had been trying this new trend with their hair at school, you would dye your hair black and add a classy fringe to it! I also wanted to try it out.

I dashed downstairs and put on my freshly washed clothes, then I started my day with some fried eggs and toast – what else would I have?

Later on, I replaced my flickering hallway lights and made my way down-town.

Joshua: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

When I was in my humongous, beautiful house, I woke up and pounced out of my pitch- black covers as quick as a flash. I swiftly sprinted over to my ancient light switch and I reached out with my pale arm (which looked like it would never end) and turned my cloudy-white light switch on and it suddenly started flickering. After that, I ran over to my filthy sink and washed my hazelnut-brown fringe. Suddenly I heard a strong bang crashing on my window, so I looked out and people were strongly smashing eggs on my ancient windows.

George: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

Whilst on my way home from my friend’s house, I spotted some mysterious, washed up, pebbles adjacent to a flickering light. I approached them. They weren’t pebbles, they were some sort of black eggs. I wondered what they were. I scratched my head and placed the palm of my hand on my fringe. Suddenly, the eggs all cracked. Emerald coloured dragons came out and firmly grabbed on to me. They started licking me, which meant they liked me. The tiny creatures swiftly flew away and as quick as Usain Bolt, they vanished. I casually continued on my voyage back home.

Jessica: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

After mum and I had washed our black car, we had to go to the shops to buy some eggs. On the way back from the shops, mum mentioned we need to make a hair appointment to get a haircut as my fringe is getting too long.

Once back home we started to make a chocolate cake, once the cake was in the oven we sat down to relax. Mum lit a scented candle. We sat together on the sofa and watched the candle as it was flickering as if it was dancing. We could not wait for the cake.

Bradley: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

Flickering like an abandoned light in a haunted house, Kevin’s phone repeatedly flashed on and off after smashing onto the concrete due an unfortunate car crash...

Kevin’s black and blue car had just been washed and looked as shiny as a gold medal, until an unqualified driver came flying around the corner at a rapid pace hitting the car’s left wheel!

Back at Kevin’s house, his husband (Jonny) was frying some eggs, like there was nothing else in the world. Little did Jonny know, he wouldn’t have anybody to share those eggs with! Just him and his awfully long fringe...

Jack: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

He washed his black fringe in the ice cool water of the lake. Then he scavenged for something to eat like eggs. The thick woods had little light, so it was hard to see, and the little that did exist came flickering through the branches.

The boy was called Alex Rider he had just escaped from the almost certain jaws of death once again. All he had was an exploding pen, exploding putty and diamond edged Lego which of course were the craftsmanship of Smithers - MI6’s personal engineer, he was a very talented man.

Faith P: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

I had just finished getting washed one freezing winter morning, “Are you ready to collect the eggs for breakfast?” my aunt said.

As I peered out of the window it was still pitch black. I fastened my coat, swept back my fringe and put on my hat.

Stepping outside with only the flickering candle light we made our way across to the hen house. When we arrived, I was really cold and hoped they had laid, my aunt reached in.

“Hooray we are in luck this morning,” she said.

I couldn’t wait to get back for a hot breakfast.

Lilly-Ella: FRINGE EGGS BLACK WASHED FLICKERING

In the Victorian times, there was a young girl who had jet black hair with a fringe. In the evening, all she had in her house for light was a flickering candle - no one could even see her good looks. The girl was naughty, the worst thing she had ever done was when she threw some eggs at a window and back then it could not be washed off.

One day, in the middle of town she was pulling a prank - not realizing that everyone was watching, and people found out about her real, horrible and mean personality.