There was once a civil war in a country called Fizzymebob. The war lasted for over four hundred years.
Eventually Fizzymebob’s Prime Minister, Mr. Jimmy .H. Picknutt, signed a treaty with the current monarch King Adam the ninth, and there was peace. To commemorate the treaty the two sides worked together and built a statue of a gun tie up in a knot to symbolise the peace. That statue was then displayed the public in the heart of the capital city (Shinkytown).
Ever since that statue was built there was no violence or terrorism in Fizzymebob ever again.
It was the 17th May 2039. Grace was heading to the science fair.
She had been working on a project for months and she had invented a teleporter to Mars.
When she got to the science fair, she set up her experiment. She was very nervous. But then the judges came over, and they said “could you demonstrate your invention?”.
So she turned on the teleporter and it started to swirl in multi colours. The judge stepped in. He was teleported to Mars.
But then the teleporter started to malfunction as Grace was bringing him back. Suddenly he leaped out and the teleporter broke into pieces.
Grace was sad that her invention had broken, however she couldn’t believe what she had done. She had won the science competition!
It was a typical day at school. Classes to get to; homework to hand in. But today, classes ended at lunch time! The rest of the day would be baking and tasting! Clara was baking a family favourite: her great grandma’s chocolate cake!
The baking started! Clara worked extremely hard to remember everything her great grandma had taught her. At last it came out of the oven and…Mary Berry walked through the kitchen door! Everyone was staring in amazement. But the sharp voice of Mrs Spice telling them there was only 15 minutes left made them get back to work!
However, she couldn’t believe what she had done! Clara had created the most wonderful cake; Mary Berry chose hers as the winning entry - she was so happy!
Winning things is hard but for Lily its even harder. The chance of her winning something was like the chance of pigs learning to fly! Whatever it was: Lucky dip, a race, even playing video games... she would never win.
Lily loved to play chess and was determined one day she would win. After school everyday she would get her set out and play.
A chess tournament was coming soon, every year she would take part in it. She didn't care that she lost, she just loved to take part. This year she had got, however she couldn't believe what she had done, into the finals!
America Vs Japan
It was 2015, the final of the woman’s football world cup, Japan Vs America. The crowd was going wild as the famous soccer teams stepped out on to the playing field.
America were winning as Carli Lloyd had already scored twice and they were only 15 minutes in. “… She tackles the Japanese, she passes to Carli Lloyd, she shoots, she scores!” said the commentator.
Then everyone realised the Carli had scored the fastest hattrick in the history of the world cup: she had scored three times in under 16 minutes. But however, she couldn’t believe what she had done. The final result was Japan 2 America 5.
It was the day before Megan’s big gymnastics competition.
She was very nervous, as she hadn’t had lots of practise. She was in the garden trying hard to remember her routine. When her mum shouted through the window “It is nearly bedtime”.
Megan hated bedtime! As the clock struck 10pm, Megan was still wide awake feeling anxious about tomorrow.
Megan’s alarm went off at 7:45am, she went downstairs for some breakfast but was still tired and begged her mum not to make her go to the competition. A very sleepy, worried girl arrived at the arena, when she saw the stage, she felt overwhelmed. Her mum told her to ‘try her best and stay positive’. That is what she did, Megan took to the stage to perform and everything went as planned, she remembered all the moves and didn’t make one mistake.
At 3:30pm, after everyone had performed, it was time for the presentation, they were just about to announce the winner of the competition, Megan’s heart was beating so hard, “The winner of the competition goes to MEGAN”. When she heard her name being called she was in shock, however she couldn’t believe what she had done. To win the final after being up so late last night stressing was brilliant.
One sunny morning, my friend (Annie) and I walked over the huge wooden bridge towards the park.
Today was the last day of spring and our village always holds a `good-bye spring` celebration. We couldn’t wait for the day to start! There was such a lot going on! My favourite competition to enter each year is the tallest daffodil. It really is great fun! The winner gets a massive pink teddy bear and a large bag of chocolate sprinkles!
I enter every year! Last year I won and sprinkled the chocolate all over my vanilla ice cream. It was delicious!
I was called on the police phone. Someone had been broken into, ''when did they arrive?'' I said.
''Just a moment ago.''
''Ok I'm on my way.''
NEE! NOR! NEE! NOR!
I arrived ''were did he go?'' she said down town so I got back into my car and went into town.
when I got to the centre a group of men were stood there and they all had bags with expensive things in them I then pulled out my gun and walked up to them, they sprinted off and then hid behind a corner and came back out and...
One lovely afternoon after I got home from school, the sun was shining bright. I poured myself some juice and listened to the soft tweeting of the birds. I ran down to the bottom of the garden and sat down next to the slow flowing stream with my Mum.
I turned around and stared in awe…
“When did it arrive?” I said with interest “Thanks!” A beautiful hammock dangled between two trees swaying slightly in the soft breeze. Blankets and cushions were scattered over the wonderful hammock.
“Its your present for working hard at school.” My mum said.
“Thank you so much mum!”
One cold and misty evening in the middle of winter it had started to snow; I looked out my bed room window and saw the beautiful crimson sky.
My window over looked the church yard tonight. When the moon shone bright, there was someone out there, someone grey and old. They were looking at the graves; reading each one as they passed until they reached the smallest grave of all.
They frantically searched in their pocket and took out something tiny. As my eyes finally adjusted to the dark I realised it was a bat! “Squeek!” the bat screeched. “Quiet you rascal!” they shouted.
Each week we are taking part in 'The 100 Word Challenge' to be creative and expressive with our writing.