The next day in the Magic Kingdom Twilight saw a new star in the sky which was a signal of a new fairy was coming. 5 minutes later the new fairy arrived called Starlight. She started crying when she arrived in the Magic Kingdom. Fat tears rolled down her cheeks silently. She made friends almost immediately when she meet Sunlight, they became best friends forever. They was together almost 16 hours a day but a year later another fairy came and she formed a friendship with her. Every year a new fairy comes so you wouldn’t be new for long. So she had loads of great friends forever.
Lola was busy dreaming about what presents she would get when she woke up. Then it happened. She woke up. She then turned round and reached for her glasses when she realised they weren’t there. Why? This made her peer in her nightie pocket.Her contacts were there. She put them in while her watch said 2:28am. “Not another one of Danny’s tricks.” She mumbled, bewildered. Soon after that she realised she was in a car boot. Her dad’s mercedes boot was green. Fat tears rolled down her cheeks silently. She had been kidnapped on the morning of her birthday!
Bang! Crash! Splat! Pram heard some eery noises. The rough music seemed to come from the old tombstone! “I wan’t to go home now,” Pram said to Tony and Jeff.”I can hear weird noises!””Oh don’t be so silly,” Tony laughed.’Just because we’re boys and your a girl doesn’t mean you have to be so babyish.” “Der, we’re in a museum obviously she’s scared.” “Oy! just because she’s a baby it doesn’t mean you have to rub it in.”A voice came from nowhere. “Alright now I wan’t to go home!” Tony and Jeff both said together.
The young girl went down the long, spider infested corridor and then she heard a noise.The music seemed to come from the room behind her.In that room there was an old, rusty piano played by a old man. She kept walking but the sound was following her. Creeping soundlessly, the old man took her away to a far away island but that was not the end of the lonely girl. The island was full of empty streets. The streets were covered in slime.The water works were burst. The little girl was terrified. She was lost forever.
There onced lived a girl who lived near a graveyard.Terryfing music seem to come from the graveyard. People were terrified no one would go to the graveyard. Not even the bravest person would come. The sun was gone, the graveyard started to move, the music was so loud that no one could sleep. It was nightfall, the girl took one step closer to the graveyard and another and another. Everyone was cheering her on, she was the bravest girl in the town. Everyone was concerned. Eventually the girl ran to the graveyard. The terryfing music started to get louder and louder.
There once lived an old man named Timathy. All of his family died: daughters, sons, grandchilden all of them. He thought to himself his day might come some day soon, then suddenly he heard something calling his name. He was terrifed, the music seemed to come from the old dusty digusting graveyard. The next day he went to visit his family in the graveyard. Then he heard a crack. He first looked at his sons grave putting flowers down and tears coming down his face then his son came towards him then he had a panic attack and no one heard his name again.
Lalalalalala went the piano. “Where did that sound come from?” thought Chloe. She went to the t.v, there was no sound. She went to the bathroom because she thought it would be her grandad singing while having a shower but he was not having a shower. She went to her room no one was there. After she went to her grandad’s room. He was there just laying down.” What’s wrong?” said grandad.
” No there is just a sound. The sound is lalalalalala” said Chloe. The music seemed to come from the piano.” Aah”….
” That means the piano is haunted .”
I’d like to see which members of Bangkok Class can rise to Mrs Skinner’s 100 Word Challenge, which is a creative writing competition! Mrs Skinner used to be a head teacher and through her blog now sets a weekly 100 hundred word challenge.
Each week she gives you a prompt, which could be a word, sentence or picture, and challenges children under 16 to create a 100 word story based on that prompt! This week, it is a picture which you can see here.
You need to look at the picture carefully and imagine a story. As Mrs Skinner says, you might want to tell the story from the elephant’s point of view or maybe a human looking at it. It’s up to you to choose, but remember you only have 100 words so be creative and make every word count!
Post your entries on our blog as usual, with the title and tag ‘100 word challenge’ and I’ll link it to Mrs Skinner’s 100 Word Challenge page. I’m excited to see what you come up with!