A dangerous pet
Imagine you had a pet that wasn't like any other pet maybe it was a unicorn or a monster but what if it was a dragon, a dragon from a different dimension well I live in a castle on a hill and yep I have a dragon as a pet yeah it is cool but it's a lot of work you have to make it big meals for it and you have to feed it like a hundred times a day but it is fun to play with plus if you have enemies you can get your dragon to breathe fire on them fun right? And you can fly around and see all the sights but you have to be very careful because it could breathe fire on you and when you're flying it could throw you off so be careful. And another thing is when you don't have your homework for school because you didn't do it you can just say my dragon ate it. So there life with a dragon as a pet isn't the best but it's still fun.
By Lola
I eventually get to sleep. In the morning I go downstairs to have some breakfast but no one's there. I call out and look around the house but there's nothing unusual. I look in the garden, still nothing but then I remember the man and the hole in the fence. I go over to it and look, theres nothing so I turn to walk away. Suddenly a scream pierce the air and straight away realize its my mums. I quickly jump the fence to find my parents. I walk around in the fog and BAM...a gun shot. I race around not knowing what to do. After stuggling on what to do I find a door, after a shake it opens and I carfully walk down the stairs into a basment. Its dark so I have to watch out, theres lots of screams so I need to get to my parents fast. After looking around the basment for awhile I find my parents but no one is there with them so I quickly rush them out. As we're going out I see the man again but then instead of disapering he floats up into the sky and I know he won't come back.
By Lola
We just moved here, I dont know exactly where but I already hate it. My dad lost his job and my mum was a house cleaner so basically we were forced to move from New York. I didn't really care because I didn't really have any friends. I wasn't popular or rich and basically thats all that the other girls were looking for. When my parents told me that we were moving I expected a nice small town were no one was rich and where we could start out fresh. Well it wasnt that. It was an old spooky village were everyone looked at you weird and it was creepy. We get to the house and walk inside. We're in a neighbourhood that is quite old but the house is pretty nice. I look inside and then look at the garden. There's a big fence and a hole in it. I peek through it and see an old deck and garden I dont think any one lives there, so I go back into the house. The day goes and I'm almost ready for bed then I here a shriek from the other side of the fence. I run outside and peek through the fence and see nothing then I turn around and AHHH theres an old man right in front of me! I go to open my mouth and he disappeares. I'm in shock from what I just saw. I go back to my bedroom and lay on my bed. I look out the window scared of whats going to happen next....
By Lola
The invasion
It was a normal day, the sun was out it was a fresh nice morning untill the sky went black, the trees started blowing and the ground started shaking. At first I thought it was an earthquake but then on the other side of the hills I saw it. Giants and aliens, ghosts and clowns basicaly all your nightmares coming to life. I run to hide and end up hiding under a couch in a basement. I could hear rumbling as the ground beneth me shook. I want to scream but I can't If I don't want to be found. I feel the ligh come in. It was them, they had found me...well not quite yet. I hear them going, phew I say but then it comes back in and lifts the couch. Huh I wake up, phew it was just a dream or was it.
By Lola
It was a nice sunny day, I was going for a walk to the park, everthing was going as planed until I had to walk past Cricket street. Not very many people lived on Cricket street but the people who did say that cupboards open by themselfs and doors slam in the middle of the night.
But there is one man his name is Mr Tone. He's been living in the old house at the very end of the street for ninty eight years now. Thats a lot, its hard to believe that he's lived that long. Know one really knows him or have seen him but the people who did see Mr Tone say that he was tall and slim with a grumpy face. They say that they only see him on his porch and doesnt move for about five minutes until he decides to go back inside. I stand in the middle of the road staring at the streets, the fog swirls around me I try to keep on walking but theres something about that street that makes you want to explore it and thats exactly whats happening to me. I walk down the street disappearing into the fog. Its been about half an hour and I come to Mr Tones house the door opens and I see a figure.It's him! I jump into some bushes wanting to see him for myself. He comes out onto his porch I see him he looks more ghostly then human then it all makes sence to me. People only see him on his porch no where else and he doesnt move for five minutes straight and he does the same thing everyday at the exact same time I realise he really is a ghost I wait for him to go back inside and then walk back up the street and back home. In the morning I wake up and look out the window and there he is staring right at me.
The end
By Lola
