RED LADDER SINKING COINS PAVEMENT by George

Strolling along the red pavement, I spotted a huge ladder. The ladder didn’t seem normal, it was gold with a zig zag pattern and seemed to go on for ever.  I was so intrigued that I decided to tip-toe over to it and climb right to the top. Eventually, I reached a halt, a huge platform stood before me. I leaped onto it and suddenly began sinking. Seconds later, I found myself at the bottom of the ladder. There was a bag of coins on the ladder which I carried in my bag. I found out that they were extremely valuable.

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.

The Colourful Statues by George

Cautiously, the colourful figures took a slight step forward making sure no one saw them. The statues were on a mission to help a criminal escape from prison. They eventually reached the police station - a huge brick building containing many cells. The multitude of statues entered the building, trying their hardest to keep a low profile. That didn’t work. A muscular, police officer spotted them. His bulging eyes scanned every one of them from head to toe. The strong man instantly threw them in a dusty, unsophisticated cell, consisting of three dirty beds and a toilet. Mission failed!

Bicycle Empty Bubbles Fired Pink, by George

I dawdled down the empty, sketchy alleyway on my way home from the shops. My old teacher, who got fired, was on a pink bicycle blowing bubbles. She had changed a lot since I last saw her. Her hair was a darker colour and her eyes were blue. I followed her. Suddenly, she came to a halt, dismounted her bike and suspiciously entered my house. She turned around and vanished. I was shocked! I told my mum about it and she said I was imagining things as she had died. I stayed up all night thinking about the mysterious figure…

One Christmas morning by George

One Christmas morning, I woke up and looked out of the window. I could see crispy snow covering the holly. I shouted as loud as I could, “Merry Christmas!” I swiftly walked down the stairs trying not to trip. Out the corner of my eye, I saw a red box with blue ribbons vibrating. It was surrounded by ultra-marine, shiny baubles. I curiously approached it. By this time, my family were with me. My mum lifted it up. An enormous anaconda slithered around the house, with its tongue (which looks like a zip) hanging out. Suddenly, the animal disappeared.

George - but they were exhausted

The two men were working on a diabolical plan to ruin Christmas. Their names were John and Mark. Their plan was that they would break Santa’s sleigh preventing him delivering any presents. They repeatedly bashed the vehicle with a hammer. Nothing happened. They were going to get a chainsaw but they were exhausted after all that hammering. They headed back to their old-fashioned bungalow. The crime was reported to the police who put up wanted posters of the pair. The nefarious criminals were found and punished with a 100-year prison sentence. Santa was able to deliver presents once again.

We seemed to be on the television. by George

We seemed to be on the television. My friend, Jo and I stared at it in shock. A picture of us came up and the news presenter stated, “Two criminals are wanted for stealing a man’s wallet.” A crime that we hadn’t committed was being broadcast worldwide. We had to convince the police that we were innocent. We dawdled to the police station where we were interviewed. The conclusion was that we were innocent and falsely accused. We got a thousand-pound compensation. We returned home and spent it on our families. It was not such a bad day after all!

The Bike by George

Goodness! There’s been a bit of a disaster in the woods from the looks of it! There was a rusty bike stuck in a gnarled tree. I trotted over to it hesitantly. My eyes were drawn to a multitude of ultra-marine pixies. They flew in my face like a herd of furious bulls stampeding. I whacked them away but then began to feel remorseful for clouting them in case they were endangered. An old man (who was wearing a black cape) did some sort of spell on me. In the blink of an eye I was also stuck in the tree!

George - Bricks Gorilla Yellow Running Pretty

Have you ever seen a yellow gorilla? Well that is the thing running after me right now. It has a pretty face but its muscles are as hard as bricks. I swiftly run through the deserted village and climb up a tall pine tree. Its trunk gets thinner every time I go up to a higher branch. The one I’m standing on suddenly snaps. I begin to yell. The muscular gorilla catches me and places me on the ground. He curiously stares at me for a while and then runs off. He spins around and smiles retreating into the foliage.

Ladybirds by George

The shocked children remained passive as the large figure vacuumed the ladybugs into a raven coloured machine. The pessimistic children darted away.  They reached a halt, a drab, dusty stairway stood before them. By this time the Lego creature was metres away. They scarpered up the stairs, eventually reaching the top. There was a spectators’ box disguised as a huge rock. Through the thick windows they witnessed a massive ladybug sluggishly emerging from the Lego man’s vacuuming machine. Amazed, the jaw-dropped children stared at the figure as it bashed into modern buildings in pursuit of more ladybugs to convert.

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by George W

Whilst climbing out of my scorching hot bath, I clumsily tripped over. In the blink of an eye, I found myself stranded on a huge, deserted island. I stared blankly at the thin palm trees. Confused, I stumbled over to a sandy patch on the large island.  Suddenly three orange fires appeared. I dashed towards the tepid, turquoise sea and filled up my rusty bucket . I ran back and caught a glimpse of a muscular fighter, who energetically danced adjacent to the fire. I trotted towards him, keeping under cover when possible. I saw him and it was my dad ...

…it reminded me of a time when… by George

Darting away from the aggrieved bull (which had ruby eyes) I tripped over a huge root. “Argh!” I screamed anxiously as I got up. It was only metres away. It reminded me of the time when I was running from a furious herd of cows with my dad. To my right, I saw a frightened boy nervously hiding behind a mossy tree that towered over an old Victorian farm building. I ran towards him, whilst the raging creature stalked me. The boy had a razor saw in his scrawny hand. I snatched it from him and brutally butchered the beast. 

Statues by George

The three disguised criminals set off on their mission. One was dressed as a ram, one a horse and another a terrifying bull. They ventured along the bucolic field whilst holding their weapons. At twelve o’clock a multitude of policemen approached them. Fleeing the scene, the men became aware that they were surrounded by police. “Uh oh!” one spoke in a deep tone, trembling nervously. Halting suddenly, they all teleported underground before taking off their heavy suits and digging a huge tunnel. They dug for ages until they reached the sea. “Freedom!” they all shouted enthusiastically. “No more Police, Yay!”

…but it seemed to be going backwards… by George

Excitement filled the atmosphere. The 4x100 metres relay was about to begin. Three....two....one... BANG! The smoke from the starter’s gun gradually faded away. Sprinters from all different countries began their short but exhausting race. Suddenly everything came to a halt. The competitors that had been sprinting rapidly just froze. Time was no longer going forwards but it seemed to be going backwards. The stadium sluggishly drifted away from the runners, who looked like statues now. The competitors had an out of body experience where they could see themselves growing younger. They travelled back to happy times of being a child.