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  • True feelings

    by Anon

    True feelings by Sudip Biswas When the streets are empty enough, I walk along the midnight city. All the dead heroes, the freedom fighters used up to neme the streets. All the broken statues been kept aside at abandoned parks. A deep whisper surround the heaps of darkness, Command and unfulfilled promises are kept aside. Only the dreamy street lights keeping its words. When the owl cries over the dusky sky, The young caesalpinia leaves become hills all around. The most intimate embrace between concealment and exposure walks with me, keeping a bylane of hipocrasy and honest feelings.

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  • Alien Character Description

    by Ted

    Who is this peeping at me on a chunky chair in the middle of the the moon ? He is smiling and waveving with five funny fingers. He has big eyes on wibbly wobbly tentacles and round orange body like a melon. He looks like he wants to be a knight !

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  • One Foot Alien

    by Ted

    One day the one foot alien said “Pants! I need pants!”  He really really loved pants.  He stole peoples pants rubbed them in mud and gived them back. Suddenly the poleese came and all of the aliens teleported to each other and hid in a moon crater. The end.  

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  • H’s Self-Isolating Nativity Play

    by E_Dagger

    Scene 1 - DRUMMER stands in front of the Christmas tree.   DRUMMER:  This is the Christmas story! Have you heard? Amazing things are happening in Nazareth. I heard it from my friend, Gabriel.   GABRIEL flies in -   GABRIEL: Greetings! Let me tell you about Mary…   DRUMMER and GABRIEL spin, arms out -   SCENE CHANGE -   Scene 2 - MARY’s house, MARY is cleaning up, dusting and humming. GABRIEL arrives, behind her and she doesn't notice until he speaks.   GABRIEL - Greetings, Virgin Mary!   MARY (Looking offended) - Um, rude. Who are you?   GABRIEL - I am a messenger from God, here to tell you some amazing news!   MAR...

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  • The New Pet

    by Vianne

    Once upon a time, there lived two children. They often liked to go out to the forest and take a walk. One fine day, they heard a rumbling, thundering noise. So they followed it and what a sight they saw! They saw a dragon who was weeping and crying! A dragon? So, the children asked him," What is the matter, why are you crying?" The dragon answered," I broke my wing and Iam lost and miserable." Boohhoooooo! The children thought for a moment and then said, " Maybe our parents will let us keep you as a pet? Let's find out." They asked their parents and they said yes! So the dragon and the children lived happily ever after!

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  • The World is Saved !

    by Vianne

    Once in a city people were littering everywhere. Then along came a girl from India called Isabella.  She didn’t like littering, she liked recycling.  Then one day she saw her father littering, but after she saw that she ran to her father and said “Father, you can’t litter, you have to put that in the bin !”  Then her father said “Oh, very well then.  I shall put it in the bin.”  Then suddenly the word spread all around the town about Isabella ! And then everybody started recycling.  Hooray !

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  • Beeworm

    by Lilia

    When I first met Beeworm I was strolling through the woods when I fell over and hurt my leg. Suddenly a thing came and sucked my blood and that’s when Beeworm came and she ate it whole. I said “Thank you” and she was oddly sad. I knew it as her tail drooped. “Don’t worry, I think you should be a nurse” AND SHE WAS !

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  • Emily & the Busterplunks

    by HollyPJ

    The Busterplunk clan were not the sort of people you would want as neighbours. They lived a somewhat noisy and chaotic existence: Their rubbish lay strewn around outside their homes, foul-smelling and slowly rotting for weeks at a time. Their parties would frequently stretch late into the night, with cackling and howls echoing into the air as far as a mile away. Their clothes were often dirty and creased, and they took little care over personal hygiene. More than all this: They were rude and mean, and would never leave a waitress with a smile - let alone a tip.  Also, they were witches (Did I mention that part?) They lived up on the moors among the purple heather, under a powerful char...

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  • Easter Sunday - Eggstraspecial Day

    by Carlotta

    So eggcited !   Eggsquisite weather ! New life Birds singing Bells ringing Forget the strife Just for this day ! A fun day A sun day !

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  • Iceland Air

    by Eugen

    Islands of cloud shadow on the sea Criss cross con trials above the blue The music plays, and I ease back and sigh Tired and grey, but on a natural high In between space I am free Like the clouds between the sea and sky.

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  • White caps glimpsed through white clouds

    by Eugen

    Like clods of white earth the clouds flow in furrows above a wind whipped sea. Aloft, cocooned in our tube, we cannot feel the raw edge of nature below. How safe we feel; how beautiful it seems. We are just a glimpse to the ship struggling through the peaks and troughs below Like gods over our coffee, we absorb his whole world, just as background to our thoughts He may feel the danger but are we any safer ? Complacently sipping our drinks – at lunchtime – we float in our own little world. Waves do not move when you see them from above – as the ship shudders below. Cushioned by air – how fickle the flow sustained by our fires, cheating nature herself Apart from t...

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  • Pearl The Greedy Grompher's Jobs

    by Ted

    Chapter 1 - Pearl The Greedy Grompher getting a job of selling doors. One day on Saturday the 18th of November Pearl The Greedy Grompher wanted to be a door seller. She got doors from other people. And then Pearl the Greedy Grompher was a door seller and she got fifty doors and passed them out to every customer in the line!    Chapter 2 - Pearl the Greedy Grompher had a good idea. The next day on 19th November Pearl The Greedy Grompher wanted to give up being a door seller and gave her old doors to the other door sellers. And Pearl The Greedy Grompher passed out the old doors to the door sellers!! The next day Pearl The Greedy Grompher got her money and went to a shop and got ...

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  • Pearl The Greedy Grompher

    by Ted

    One day Pearl the Greedy Grompher went outside to find some food. And then she went to a shop and buyed fifty thousand of strawberry milkshake. And then someone came through a door and Pearl the Greedy Grompher putted the strawberry milkshake back into the fridge.  The next day Pearl the Greedy Grompher got the strawberry milkshake and bringed it to the shop so Pearl the Greedy Grompher got fifty nine raspberry milkshakes. The next day Pearl the Greedy Grompher wanted to have a walk somewhere in town and then she was dreaming and she was shocked and Pearl the Greedy Grompher did what she thought in her dream.  The next day Pearl the Greedy Grompher went to a lift so she could go ...

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  • April & May

    by HollyPJ

    The firstborn arrived towards the end of the night on the thirtieth of April, and was named after the month of her birth, while her younger sister arriving soon after was likewise named May. They were very close, but very distinct from one another: April was very good at noticing things that other people missed, the tiny but important details. She had a great memory and was excellent at solving puzzles and riddles. May was the performer of the pair, good at jokes and impressions, always making people laugh. Often when people who did not know the twins met them for the first time, they mistook May to be the eldest, as she was usually the first to speak and very outgoing. But it was April w...

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  • My Witch

    by JumpingJules

    There’s a witch in our shed Or so I’ve been told With hair like a princess And beautifully clothed She rides a silver broomstick With a very friendly mouse All around our garden Flying over our house Her eyes are bright blue Her lips deep pink She tells you funny stories How scary animals shrink She uses her wand To freeze bothersome boys Replace them with fairies Unicorns and toys She takes from our fridge Our food that’s so cold For spells and magic potions Turn brothers into toads Our kettle is her cauldron To boil all her spells Always leaving our kitchen With the most delicious smells There’s a witch in our shed Or so I’ve been told I wanted to m...

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  • The Magician's Orphans- Chapter one

    by dellie0209

    Chapter 1 Cirque De Lune, 1912 Under the rule of King George V     Three...two...one… The timing had to be just right. One second late or one second early, the trick could go horribly wrong. Sophie Derling counted down the seconds in her head, took a deep breath, and turned the cog in the back of the box that Monsieur Mysterioso had climbed into seconds before. The handle turned easily in her hand- it had been well oiled. The small trap-door in the back of the box sprung open and Monsieur Mysterioso stepped through triumphantly, passing discreetly through a door concealed behind the box, and disappearing backstage. Sophie breathed out. The trick had worked. This time. ...

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  • Crash

    by Anon

    A clap of thunder brings you back to your scences. The rain is pouring outside & you can tell a major storm is forming. The perfect weather. Its cold and dark. You & your family huddle together round the fire. The perfect setting. Hey you ! Wann hear a ghost storie ? Come here. No, closer. Im going to tell you about Borley House. Borley House is the official most haunted place in England. And then one day … no, hang on a moment lets not tell it like it’s a history lesson. The easiest way to tell it (& the scariest) is as if YOU ! Yes, you reading this page ! As if you are the character being haunted. Good luck ! HA HA HAHA HA HA H   A     A       A         A           A    ...

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  • What On Earth ?

    by Anon

    I stepped back fearfully, feeling my way through the darkness. ‘IT’ crept closer. My eyes widened. My hairs stood on end. Sweat pouring down my forehead, I took another slow step back and to my horror felt the wall against my palms. I was trapped ! The creatures red eyes narrowed at me. I could feel its hot breath on my neck and saw its razor sharp claws glimmer as the moonlight caught them. I began to panik. I croaked out a note of terror and tried helplessly to run, but I was paralised in fear. ‘IT’ took another step forward. Feeling my way along the wall, I desperately tried to hit a light switch. Suddenly with a growl like thunder ‘IT’ leapt at me ! Grappling with it, I felt ...

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  • The Mystery Pebble

    by Year 3 and Year 4

    Lexi and Lily were skipping home from ice-skating. Whilst there, they saw bright, vast ice. Weirdly, Lily whispered to Lexi “Can you see that dull, gloomy forest ahead?” “Yes I can.” replied Lexi. Just then, Lexi and Lily strolled into the dull, dark forest. “What is that?” asked Lexi. Lexi and Lily saw a huge, colossal Guinea pig with massive feet. The next morning, Lexi and Lily woke up and saw that they were on top of a bush covered in footprints. They went to the doctors to have the footprint dust removed from their body. A few hours later, Lexi and Lily were in a boiling, vast bed. Moments later, Lexi found a green, shiny pebble under her pillow and Millie had one too. They ...

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  • A Christmas Bauble Adventure

    by Year 3 and Year 4

    Lily and Chloe, who were two best friends, were rapidly running home from swimming club. Surprisingly, it finished early at 8 o’clock. They were running down and ancient, crooked path and it was too dark to see even a metre away. Down by the ancient, broken house, Lily noticed a colossal, bright, green light. She shouted to Chloe “Look at that Chloe!” Chloe turned immediately. “Wow! What is it?” Chloe exclaimed. For the next ten minutes, all was silent. Suddenly, they heard an ear-piercing, banging drum sound. A few seconds later, they found themselves scrambling through a bush then they discovered that it was a massive Christmas bauble. Chloe thought it was a decoration since it wa...

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  • Sunset

    by OwainPJ

    If your sun is setting in the west, Do not watch where it has disappeared But turn your face to East And wait for it to re-emerge !

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  • Lily's Secret Time Machine

    by Lilia

    About the author  I am only 7 but I always love a good story. One day I thought I might want to make a story book. My cousin Courtney love’s reading and making stories.  Chapter 1  Lily’s secret Time Machine  Once upon a time there was a brother and sister. The sister was the oldest and the brother was the youngest. One day Lily had a idea she wanted to build a time machine. Lets build it tomorrow said Peter then it will be more exiting. So they went to sleep and waited until the next day.  Chapter 2 Building the time machine   Lily got up first she woke Peter up and she said it’s time to build the time machine. So Lily got to work it took them all day. Finally they fini...

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  • Sweet Architect

    by Emmiasky Ojex

    Sweet architect! I hope you are listening to the clamors in my head I hope you see the pain I feel in my chest I hope you see that I really am trying my best Sweet architect! I hope you’re seeing the tears my eyes harbor I hope you realize that my heart sobs I hope you see me in my origin as someone with naught Sweet architect! I hope you see my soul is a mess I hope you see me try again and fall back on earth I hope you see my laid back at night trying to reach the heavens for help Sweet architect! I hope you see me wishing I could change Become a better person in this age I hope you see that I have been damaged Sweet architect! I hope you see the need I need I ...

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  • IMAGINE

    by Emmiasky Ojex

    Imagine a world for no and everyone Where we all are here to be as one and to save the world Where we have no differences at heart despite the differences at hand and our nations can all relate with one happy and unified mind Imagine a place like home that is not your or my own Where we could shelter as many people it could condone a home with fights and get back togethers Where nothing is left in our hearts to keep that might lead to someone’s death at night Imagine a dreamland, not this wander-land we think is a wonderland Where the only thing we seek is profit over feelings Money over family and corruption over redemption But such a land that is rich in the manna we have...

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  • A PRINCESS TODLER STORY

    by Anon

    ​Im a Princess, but a todler, I like to run around and play with toys, however, im not like the others, they all follow the rules, be polite, and they always play with my hair all the time which is annoying. My oldest sister is Megan, she is 17, she never leaves the house without her fan. My next eldest sister is Maria, she feels like she is the most famous of us all, she is 14, then comes the prince, he always uses his manners and never leaves the house without his pet hamster! Now we have Georgie, she is super kind, she would always help someone out, the only thing annoying about her is that she invites her friends round to play with me, she is 9. Now we have me, 3 years old, the most c...

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  • First Day At School

    by Roger McGough

    To celebrate Roger McGough's 80th Birthday on 9th November 2017 Litrasaurus is sharing one of our favourite poems of his.     A millionbillionwillion miles from home Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?) Why are they all so big, other children? So noisy? So much at home they Must have been born in uniform Lived all their lives in playgrounds Spent the years inventing games That don't let me in. Games That are rough, that swallow you up. And the railings. All around, the railings. Are they to keep out wolves and monsters? Things that carry off and eat children? Things you don't take sweets from? Perhaps they're to stop us getting out Running away from the les...

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  • Flora and the Hedgehog - no more extinction allowed

    by Carlotta

    It was one of those gentle days in June when the wind was kind and headed off the intense heat of the beautiful sunshine. A day when all seemed well in the arms of mother Nature. Flora was in her garden just amazed at the glory that her garden endowed. Butterflies and bees just feasting on the pollen from all the wonderful flowers busily collecting and taking home to make honey. The doves were coo-ing and the sound was so reminiscent of all the summers she had enjoyed in the past. They  had just brought her a letter from home where her parents had said that they anticipated that the struggles in her home-land might soon be over and that they hoped that it would be soon that it would be sa...

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  • Bedtime

    by Cindi Walton

    It was an hour before bedtime and all through my room  My toys were all scattered and sensing their doom To the toy box they went and the blocks to their bin One broken mermaid who was missing her fin The books on the shelf and dolls in their crib One minus her shoe, the other her bib Puzzle pieces picked up and returned to their box My ducks in a row as I looked at the clock Five minutes to spare,” now what should I do?” No time for crafts or gluing with glue My door flew wide open and Papa walked in Smiling and winking he said with a grin “Five minutes to spare come give me a hug!” And he squeezed me real tight and we fell to the rug He tickled, I laughed and we giggled so...

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  • Poet's Calendar

    by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

    JANUARY  Janus am I; oldest of potentates;   Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues and gates,   The years that through my portals come and go. I block the roads, and drift the fields with snow;   I chase the wild-fowl from the frozen fen; My frosts congeal the rivers in their flow,   My fires light up the hearths and hearts of men.  FEBRUARY  I am lustration, and the sea is mine!   I wash the sands and headlands with my tide; My brow is crowned with branches of the pine;   Before my chariot-wheels the fishes glide. By me all things unclean are purified,   By me the souls of men washed white again; E'en the unlovely tombs of those who ...

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  • The Crayon Box

    by Cindi Walton

    In the morning when the sun came out The crayon box would loudly shout Time to rise and greet the day Soon the kids will want to play Green and yellow, pink and blue Wonder what they’ll do with you Black and orange, and apple red It’s time to leave your comfy bed Color mountains or skies so blue Crayons have a job to do Stand up tall, because here they come Time to color…Oh what fun

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