My sister is a ghost.
Well at least I think so. I’m about to tell you how I know.
One day, I went into her bedroom and asked if she wanted a drink but at that very second, she disappeared. I ran downstairs and into the kitchen. There she was, holding a cup and pouring some water into it from a jug.
”That was weird!” I said with a confused tone. But how could she just disappear like that, I thought. ”You vanished,”I said.
“No I didn’t,” She replied.
“So how did you get from your bedroom to the kitchen so quickly?” I asked. She said nothing and then vanished again…
A nicely written piece Sam - it has lots of good elements to make up a strong yet short piece of writing.
I came home from school,mum was working late and dad was abroad but my sister should be home by now.
"Katy,Katy where are you?"
I looked everywhere,where was she?
I thought thought to myself.
But how could she just disappear?
Then i saw the back door wide open."Oh no there's trouble."
Why would she just leave like that? I suppose work was stressing her out and she was getting all tangled up but still why would you just run away like you were in the middle of nowhere.I tried to call mum but she didn't answer.My head was spinning,I felt like my eyes were dancing.
"Matilda,Matilda wake up." I sat up it was mum."What happened?"asked mum,"katy's run away." I whimpered. That night we went out for a search and found her at the park hanging out with her friends, I was relieved!!!
Well done Martha - I really like some of your vocabulary, particularly 'whimpered'! Remember to think about the amount of clauses you have in each sentence. :-)
my little sister thinks that the cracks in between the sofa lead to the Bermuda triangle or somewhere far out in space and we never believe her but what if she wasn't actually far from the truth. I know it sounds crazy, but what if all those lost coins, buttons and bits of homework are floating around in another dimension, what if that,s why when we play hide and seek my sister gets lost and we don't find her for the rest of the afternoon, but how could she just disappear?... she cant..... can she? what if there's a little leprechaun in another world waiting for money to drop out of our pockets through the sofa and into his little leprechaun hands what if its all there, hiding ,waiting for us to find it.
This was a good and engaging read Ruben - try to work on your paragraphing and checking back for those capital letters, so your writing is easy to read for the audience.
When I was young I had a friend, Alice. We would always play in the meadows near the lake. Everyday she drew me closer to the waters edge. I would always object to her persuasion; each time I did Alice would tear out a clump of curly red hair and toss it into the mirrored lake.
After weeks of frustration, the friend I once knew, clawed st her
Sorry wasn’t the whole story
Don't worry Gracie - if you can get the whole lot on then I will put it up on 100wc! It is a very strong start.
The midnight feast
The strangest thing happened to me last night. Me and my friend were having a sleepover and we were doing things like telling ghost stories and watching a movie. Then my friend suggested we sneak downstairs and get a midnight feast. I didn’t really want to do that so my friend went down on her own.
It had been about half an hour and I still hadn’t heard her little footsteps padding up the creaky stairs so I thought I should go and have a look. When I got downstairs my friend wasn’t there! I sought high and low for her but she was nowhere to be see.
In the morning I went back downstairs to see if she had come back to earth but she still wasn’t there so I just sat and thought to myself ‘but how could she just disappeared’
I have never seen that friend ever again!
I like this Esme - I also like the way you've included a word from our recent spelling lessons too! A very mysterious midnight feast!
When I was young I had a friend, Alice. We would always play in the meadow near the lake. Everyday she drew me closer to getting waters edge. I would always object to her to her persuasion; Each time Alice would tear out a clump if red hairand toss it into the mirrored lake.
After weeks of frustration, the friend I once knew, clawed at her opaque skin enraged. I finally gave gave into her insitance.
Suddenly, I felt my legs being dragged by a vice like grip. I struggled and screamed swallowing the inky blackness around me. With one almighty kick I broke free: scramberling back to the surface for air. I looked down straining my eyes to see Alice plunging towards the eternal darkness. But how could her just disappear like that.
20 years later I am living in the same house with a daughter of my own. Strange to think how memories replay in your mind. It was like yesterday when I almost drowned. I knew I would never be free. “Mummy can I play with Alice...”
This is a great piece of writing and quite scary too! - I like the way you manage to create a full narrative in the word count. Well done Gracie.
Daisy was an 11year old girl.Her best friend was Ella,who was at her Daisy's house.Daisy and Ella had been friends since they were born.Daisy was going to move to France.They didn't want to be separated. When Daisy and Ella were in Daisy's room they wanted to disappear. But how could she just disappear? They decided to run away. When they had both packed ,Ella grabbed some cash off the side. They ran,ran and ran. Finally they were away from the houses. They stopped out of breathe. They reached the train station,but the train had left...
A nice story Lola - you created a good relationship between the characters...even if it's not the ending Ella or Daisy wanted! Well done.
Maria Davies hated school; she hated her class, the teachers, the head/deputy, the bathroom, undersides of tables, Hackly Scrimshaw itself but most of all the 'Lamply twins' (school’s worst bullies). They never cared about anyone, not even their parents.
Maria always wanted to runaway but on this particular day she sought to disappear right in front of those disgusting twins' eyes. Anger boiled up inside, she had to but how could she just disappear? First, magic didn't even exist. As the Lamply's bullied her Maria just wanted to know how, how could she disappear from this horrible moment in time?
Well done Amelia - you created a picture in my mind that reminds me of Crunchem Hall from Matilda. I enjoyed the read.
I was tired, but I couldn’t sleep. I decided to get up, as I had nothing else to do.
My house is old. It was made in the 1800’s and it’s in the middle of nowhere. The floorboards are all creaky and i’m pretty sure the the roof is slowly getting ready to collapse, but it’s still home.
It was 1-3 am- I wasn’t quite sure as the clock had been broken for ages Andy I wasn’t prepared to drive for 15 minutes to get to the nearest town.
As I opened the wonky door, I saw a little girl,who was wearing old Victorian clothes, sitting on the stairs. I went to ask her what she was doing when she vanished! But how could she just disappear.
My lovely house is haunted!
Well done Aoife - I have popped it on our 100WC tab! :-) I like the inclusion of a relative clause too!
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