Surviving the tornado was Autumn's first problem. Even though she had been born in winter, she never endured a tornado on her birthday before; this was the first and hopefully the last time that it would happen. She felt around her and found her little brother's hand squeezing it tight she closed the lid on their safety hole that was hopefully going to help then survive. Then they were in the eye of the storm and Autumn held her breath. She knew that they were going to die.
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I woke up in a mysterious cave. "hello... I was just selling cookies... do you want some?" I called "Yes please" a voice called back "who are you and what do you want with me?" I whimper "A friend" it exclaimed and out of the darkness came a troll "AAAAAAHHHHHHHRRRRRRGGGGGGG" I screamed like a little girl, got up an bolted out of the cave. "aawwweee... I only wanted to be friends.
I was in a forest. A bright and sparkly forest. It was beautiful and I loved it. The air smelt like forest flowers. Suddenly I saw a little man walking past me. I said" hello" then he shouted " hello. I am going to put a spell on you to shrink you so I can hear you better". I couldn't hear him so I shouted back "what?". Then he shrunk me. So I lived in his village with him for ever after.
"Harold!," I shouted as I was wandering through the forest.
My friend Harold has not been seen for 6 months now and still I get up every morning to search for him. He was my only friend and since he had gone missing I've been acting all weird. My dad says I should get over it, but I can't stop thinking about him I have to find him and I have a feeling he's really scared and alone. I walk through the same path but, after a while I realise I had gone off track and I heard the faint sound of Harold's voice I looked behind me and saw a cave. I went inside. Once upon a time there was an amazing man named Alexis Strata who was an inventor and he liked sheep. Alexis lived on a farm where he had loads of ordinary white sheep. One day Alexis made an invention where he could put in a fruit and for example if it's an orange it will splat orangey goo.This gave him an excellent idea. He shot his sheep with the orange goo and it turned orange. Then he put an apple in it and shot a sheep and it turned red so he kept on doing that with different types of fruit and he ended out with multi-coloured sheep for the rest of his life.
Time passed, tick, tick, tick. It went on for so long it felt like time itself had ended. The road was so white it was me walking into ... nothingness. White to black, a black darker than the shadow of fear. A cloud of pressure slowly strangled every bit of confidence I had left. In my head I was asking all of these questions, but deep, deep down, I knew all the answers, I just did not know it yet. I took a deep breath in, but never seemed to breathe the toxic air I had been breathing out.
Oli :) "I present you with, the amazing rainbow Sheep!"
The strange scientist rubbed his hands together in glee. He glanced around the crowd, quite obviously looking for someone, noted Charlett. Then his beady eyes laid on Sophia. Someone grabbed Charlotte's shoulder, their bony fingers digging into her skin. She realised that both Sophia and her were being dragged towards the large sinkhole directly behind them. "Don't panic," screamed the scientist, "this won't hurt a bit. Just stand very still!" Charlett was feeling quite sheepish, literary! She had dived head first into this trap, and had dragged Lucy into it to! Her spine was tingling, she new as soon as she touched the bottom of the ditch she had fallen into, she would no longer be human... I was walking into the barn with the shears to find different coloured fur on the sheep. This was bad, this was very bad. My client told me specifically WHITE fur.
I think it was that woman who stayed at my barn that cursed my sheep because I kicked her out for scaring the sheep. It was 4:45pm and I had to find some white wool before my client came at 5:30pm so I had to go into the house. I walked into the house a nice big sack of wool and suddenly I knew who sent it. My friend Bob. Once upon a time there was a kind warm-hearted Shepherd called Steven. He had quite a normal life. But one day a very unusual thing happened, no one knows why. This is how his day started.
Steven woke up to a wonderful fresh spring morning. After his delicious breakfast He strode out of his house to the paddock care for his sheep, because that was his job. Steven was a Shepherd. As he opened the gate he knew something was terribly wrong. His sheep were coloured different colours of the rainbow! Was it his eyes playing tricks or had someone coloured his sheep? |
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