These are Class 9′s entries for this years competition. Which one do you like best? Why?
!The Stranger From ARLAZ!
by Lucy
There was once a girl who went to a secondary school named St Hopes. She was called Collette and she was 12 years old, her hair was blonde and her eyes were blue. She was a very intelligent child but her family were very poor- they could only afford water, food, clothes and school. Her family was huge as well, two brothers, three sisters, one dog, and mum and dad. But Collette was happy and she would do anything to help her parents.
One day Collette was in the school library when she discovered a book of myths. She had never seen it before and it looked old and crusty. Collette sat down and flicked through the ancient and battered pages. Finally, she came to a page with a drawing of a dark green goblin with pointed ears. She stroked the crooked drawing with her pinkie but all of a sudden it bit her! ”OW!” she said franticly dropping the book down to the ground. Suddenly the dark green figure itself stepped out of the drawing. It was wearing brown dungarees and black dirty shoes. “Oh it’s great to be out of that page!” the goblin groaned. “Who, who are you?” Collette stuttered.
“I’m Juju!” gloated Juju. The pair of them stared at each other for a while and then Juju exclaimed “Please may you help me, I’ve been stuck in that drawing for ages and I can’t get back to my world, Arlaz!” Collette thought for a moment and decided this was the opportunity of a life time. So after a few minutes Juju and Collette dived inside the book of myths.
Collette and Juju arrived in a dark place, lifeless and spooky but then they went through a bright pink door which led into a gigantic green maze. Then Juju said “In the middle of the maze is a wand which will take me back home.” So once again they put their thinking heads on.
It took them a while but they finally got to the wand. Juju used the wand and bellowed “BIBITY BOBITY BOO!” and Juju and Collette shot up in the air. For a few seconds Collette thought there was no gravity but then they were plunged onto some sort of rocky ground. It was Juju’s world, Arlaz. It was a lot like Camelot with castles and flags and swords. “Thank you so much for helping to get me back to arlaz Collette!” Juju exclaimed. “You’re welcome!” replied Collette.
The next day Collette woke up in bed. She thought her adventure had just been a dream but then she found a little green letter on her pillow with a picture of Juju in. She knew her adventure was real!
*!THE END!*
TED’S ADVENTURE
by Alex E
One day a young handsome man named Ted was sitting in his front room watching television. Ted was 21 years old with blue eyes and brown hair which was spiked up in a mohican. He was 1.93m tall and rather thin. Ted was athletic and very strong. He was a nice man but ruthless when in combat. He knew karate, judo and taekwondo. Ted was quick and was always relaxed. Also he was Welsh. The sun was setting and its last light was filtering through the curtains. Ted was feeling happy and bright inside but couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong.
Five minutes later there was a knock on the door. Ted pressed the intercom button.
“What do you want?” asked Ted into the intercom.
“To take you with us,” murmured the man outside.
“What!” exclaimed Ted as the door fell open and 5 men dressed in black ninja outfits rushed in brandishing sharp knives and heavy crowbars.
“What’s going on?” yelled Ted as they slowly moved towards him. Quickly he kicked one in the stomach and then struck a hammering blow underneath his chin, sending the man flying backwards. The second man lunged at Ted, slicing through the air with his knife. Ted dodged, picked up the man and threw him into the first man who had just stood back up. The third and fourth men attacked simultaneously, aiming karate kicks at his throat. Ted ducked and they both flew into the kitchen. That left the fifth man. He threw his sharp knife at Ted’s head, which fortunately for Ted, was no longer there. The knife stuck quivering in the wall as Ted body slammed the man into the wall. But by now the two men in the kitchen had recovered and one of them hit Ted in the head with the hilt of his knife. Ted slid to the floor, unconscious…
When Ted came to he was in a wet cell with a barred roof and no windows. Soon one of his kidnappers came to take him to a table full of delicious food. Ted ate greedily until he noticed a rope near him which he quickly pocketed and continued to eat.
As soon as he was back in his damp cell Ted removed the long strong rope from his pocket and hurled it over a bar so that the other end came down. Ted tied one end to the door handle and scrambled up the rope and squeezed through the bars. Quickly he leapt into the corridor and landed on a large guard.
“Ouch,” was all the guard could say. Then Ted ran the length of the corridor to knock out another guard. Ted quickly knocked out everyone in the building and proceeded to tie them up. Next he phoned the police with his mobile, who arrested the kidnappers.
A week later he went to the enormous Buckingham Palace to receive a medal from Her Royal Majesty the Queen!
The End
The Double Life of Agent Ralph
by Amy
“Take that!” shrieked Ralph, his razor sharp blades slashing the air, narrowly missing a pigeon. Screeching, the pigeon flew away in anger. Ralph was on a mission to rescue the girl of his dreams: Belle, from the clutches of the evil twins – Jasper and Casper. Jasper was the brighter twin, with brains and determination; while Casper was pretty stupid and wasn’t any help to his brother. That gave Ralph a chance. But unfortunately, Private Investigator Geon and his dumb army of clueless pigeons were helping out. At least P.I.Geon wasn’t clever either, and Ralph was fully prepared with dangerous blades and daggers, his quick-witted brain, sharp green eyes and nimble body. He had everything.
Meanwhile, Belle was struggling in a tight cage, guarded by Casper, who was blabbing on about the time he found a pizza in a dustbin. She saw Ralph doing karate on a fat pigeon. She sighed heavily. How she missed him…
“HI-YA!” cried Ralph, kicking the enormous pigeon’s beak. Whining, it fluttered off dizzily. Ralph looked around. No more pigeons – except for P.I.Geon, who looked at him with terrified eyes and gulped. ”You wouldn’t hurt me,” squeaked the petrified pigeon. “I’m a Private Investigator!” He flapped his wings wildly.
Suddenly, Ralph lunged at Geon. Screaming madly, the shocked Private Investigator hid his little head under his protective wing (because he wasn’t smart enough to fly away). But Ralph did not intend to hurt him, so he landed just centimetres from his tiny yellow claws. Nervously, P.I.Geon dropped his wing. Ralph growled a warning “Fly away, Geon. Don’t get yourself hurt!” He flicked his black hair out of his eyes, glowing like green jewels.
“Yes sir!” squawked Geon and fluttered away, bumping into an extremely noticeable oak tree. Ralph smiled and laughed silently.
Exhausted, Ralph sprinted towards the twins’ hideout, where the beautiful Belle was being held. Finally, he leapt through their secret entrance, ready for anything awaiting him.
There was nothing. Suspiciously, he ventured into the next room…
“You’ve fallen right into my trap!” bellowed a voice. Jasper. Ralph whipped round. Out of nowhere, Casper landed right in front of Ralph. Ralph rolled his eyes and slapped the confused Casper in the face. Casper fell onto his back with a ‘thump!’ He sat up, dazed – before collapsing once more. Gaping, Jasper stared at him with enormous brown eyes. “Wow! I wasn’t expecting that!” he cried. All of a sudden, Ralph lunged at him and a fight began! After hitting, scratching and biting, Jasper was pinned down with all Ralph’s strength. “OK! You win!” Jasper whined. “Take the girl but don’t hurt me!” Ralph released his grip and ran off.
Over on Ralph’s doorstep, Belle and Ralph were hugging lovingly. “Thank you, Ralph.” whispered Belle. “I love you.” She left Ralph with a kiss.
Ralph jumped through his secret entrance, and was greeted enthusiastically by his family. With a twitch of his whiskers and a flick of his tail, he curled up in his box, content.
The End
The Haunted Horror
By Chris
One cloudy Tuesday afternoon, Andrew was walking home after a dreadful day at school when he went past a house which always gave him a chill down his spine. But there was something different about the house, that day. He carried on walking past it with a puzzled look on his face. Andrew was a ten year old boy from Glasgow who was about four foot five inches tall. He has played football most of his life, he also liked solving mysteries.
Two days later, Andrew heard of people leaving the town because of a rumour about the house. Slowly, even more locals believed these rumours were true and started leaving. Between everybody in the town there was tension, just because of that house.
Day after day he tried to stop people from leaving but it wasn’t working. The council started forcing people to leave and Andrew couldn’t do anything about it. He wanted to investigate but didn’t know where to start. Then there was a recorded sighting of a ghost, locally known as the Haunted Horror.
A week later, Andrew’s parents wanted him to leave but he couldn’t refuse the opportunity to investigate. He persuaded his parents to stay a bit longer. Andrew went into the house which had creaking floor boards that were rotting under his feet. Cobwebs dangled from the stair case. But the most spine chilling thing of all was that haunting whisper. Andrew ventured even deeper into the house. His heart beat increased, his nerves over powered him. He cautiously opened door by door finding evidence but also seeing glimpses of the Haunted Horror. The head of the Haunted Horror alone was enough to make him think he was in a nightmare. Evidence was important and there was a lot of it. There was evidence to support the rumours but there was evidence that was the opposite, that the rumours were false.
Two days later he took the evidence (which proved the rumours were false) to the police and council. At the start they disagreed, thinking Andrew was wasting their time. In fact he was showing something extremely important to them. Eventually he persuaded one councillor and a policeman then they slowly persuaded the other councillors and policemen and women.
One day later, a group of police gathered to catch the Haunted Horror. They knew they had to do it perfectly otherwise it would be a long time till they had another chance. They set themselves up in their positions. All they had to do was wait.
The next day there was a speech including an award to Andrew for his quick thinking and bravery. In the end the Haunted Horror was a criminal. The police were proud of themselves knowing the streets of Glasgow were a bit safer – for now.
The End
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