The King-Smith family lived in New Zealand, their names were Billy,Sharon, Molly, Luke and Elisha.
One morning, as the sun rose, Molly decided to go to town to get some winter boots for Monday night; they were going to watch a live football match. By the time they walked out of the shop the sky was black, every one seemed to have disappeared but not us as we had no idea what was going on.
In the distance, we saw, what looked like a shadow. Molly was scared but she held onto mums hand and walked a bit closer. What was it? Where did it come from? Was it a hand?
Pit pat pit pat - a noise came from round the corner, screams, cries “AGHHH!” What was it? It was talking, singing a tune. One of those creepy tunes of a horror movies. A hand emerged, at this point you would expect a scary figure to come round the corner but no!
There was no figure just a hand.
I tried to scream but all that came out of my mouth was a small squeak.
It’s beady eyes focused on me, one bony finger lifted then pointed at me as it came towards me singing the tune!
How I survived I don’t know but I now live to tell the tail
On a rather sunny summers day Sheldon,a 23 year old scientist, was working late he was supposed to be home by 3 sharp but it was already 5.
He was finishing a experiment when he heard shouting from down the hall.
Curiously he walked down the hall and peeked into the room that he thought the noise was coming from; it was darker than black itself there was a slight shutter noise and out of the darkness came a small hand.
It trotted out of the door and up towards the roof Sheldon followed close behind it stood proudly on the roof and Sheldon was wondering what an earth just happened.
“Snow!” I shouted when I looked out of the window. I love snow, for me snow is the best kind of weather condition!
“Can I go and build a snow man?” I asked my mum.
“Yes, of course you can!”
Then I went outside. In the beginning the snow was like a white sheet: crisp, clean, and soft. Then I got to work building my snowman. He has innocent black coal eyes, an old scarf and a hat of mine; for his arms I found some nice twigs and stuck them in...I raided mum’s kitchen for a carrot for his nose!
There he was standing there all lively and fat!
It was now beginning to get dark, would he still be there in the morning?
What’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to you? It’s having to have double science on Monday with Mr. A. Noying, isn’t it?
It all started on Monday the 8th of January when Mr. Noying started his totally boring lesson with a long explanation about the beginning. It went: In the beginning … and then something about atoms and other science stuff and rubbish. And then ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! I fell asleep and was given a detention and sent to the head Mr. Snipper.
Mr. Snipper was not happy at all as you can imagine and I was told off severely.
We were ready to go. The cameras were down. The lights went dim. Silence all around. The crew headed towards the safe. Agent 2 cracked open the lock with a toothpick.
To our amazement, one million pounds was just lying there inside of the safe! We quickly stashed the money in our sacks and ran towards the door.
Suddenly, we were trapped. A tiger was blocking our escape!!! Panicking, all agents had to think of another plan, and quick!! The tiger’s face looked as if he knew exactly what we were doing and wanted to stop us right away. How could we successfully complete our mission now??
When we went to India on our Holiday, last year, we were being chased by tigers. But there was one very naughty tiger who was trying to claw on us.
“Get Off Of Us!” We all exclaimed together. Get away from this monstrous Beast.
So we tried to get away, but the tiger was blocking our escape. “Quick we’re going to have to find another way to get out of here.” Nothing could be heard but the exhausted feet still running to try and find an escape. “Down here.” But would we be quick enough to get away? Will he ever find us?
We’d triggered the burglar alarm. Now we couldn’t steal the zoo’s keys. Our plan to release the lions to cause chaos was ruined. The angry security guards were on our tail.
We ran and hid in what seemed to be an empty enclosure. But it was far from empty; there was a fierce-looking tiger in the far corner and he did not appreciate being woken up.
The beast rose up like the crest of a wave and was heading right at us. Yikes, the tiger was blocking our escape. This tiger looked particularly hungry and was licking his lips.
We were toast!
I FOUND FOOD!
He was in the desert for days. No food. Nothing.
He was hungry: face as white as chalk. He was the opposite of energetic. Tired, and starving.
But that’s when the boy saw it.
One lonely sandwich sitting next to a cactus. How? Why?
But the boy didn’t care. He hurried over to the food and gobbled it up in one go.
He suddenly acted like his batteries had been turned on: as the boy ran around the desert like a headless chicken screaming, “I FOUND FOOD! HOORAYY!!”... that sandwich must have been exactly what he was looking for.
"HEADS!" I screamed as battery after battery fell out of the sky like an energetic hoover shooting instead of sucking.
Suddenly a massive sandwich fell out of the sky. When it landed there was a load of coleslaw, that was green instead of white, splatted all over.
"OSCAR RUN!" my Mum screamed as she hurried to the door, I wondered why until I saw a load of of birds with sharp teeth and long claws heading straight at me, the next thing I knew was...
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