Story starts Oct 25th – 31st


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STORY STARTS BY CHILDREN

By Emily 9
I walked absent-mindedly into the eerie graveyard I was buried in; the recount of the day still makes me sob. Strolling through this graveyard as a ghost looking at my own filthy grave feels devastating. I remember the day like it was only yesterday June 19th 1980, it was like any other ordinary day when a car was zooming towards a crowd of people, the driver not noticing where it was going nearly hit them, so I ran onto the road and tried to leer the car in the opposite direction but it was no use the car didn’t see me. I sacrificed my life towards those people. I was only 16 when it happened. I carried on through the misty graveyard, I pondered on how many people have sacrificed their lives out there. Then I sidled back down to my grave to rest, and I drifted to sleep peacefully.

By Emily W 9

She ran through the woods adrenaline pumping through her body, running as fast as she could. Trying to get away from the ghost. She was very scared and did not know what to do. she was just running anywhere, she then looked up. She was in a cemetery! She was even more scared because she knew that there were more ghosts roaming through the graveyard and looking for people to kill! She obviously did not want to be one of those people! She was so scared she ran out of the woods and screamed for help nobody came to help. She knew she was miles away from help, because she was sweating like crazy!
But then suddenly a ghost popped up from the middle of nowhere she was so scared, she was
screaming and crying for help. But nobody came and there was utter SILENCE she was dead, she was gone never to come back.

By Thomas Simpson 10

It was a cold autumn day and Georgina was treading the same path that she does every single year. The path that leads her to the grave of her dad, George William. Carrying, his war medals in her hand she approached his grave only to pause for a second or two at the tree to remember the exciting times that she had with her father. Full of emotion she put her hand to her heart and with a tear in her eye Georgina nelt down at the graveside.
Fighting back the tears Georgina reads the inscription on her father grave stone “Rest In Peace George William who fought so bravely for his country in the great war.” Georgina leaves a bunch of daffodils, George’s favourite flowers as well as a picture of his beloved wife, Georgina’s mother. Georgina stood, wiped the dirt from her clothes and the tears from her eyes she promised to return soon.

By Cameron Armin 10

It had been 40 years since Bella had been to the graveyard, on hearing a noise she hid behind a tree, she thought she could see someone in the distance or was she imagining it, no the figure was getting nearer, so Bella turned and started to walk away from the figure. After walking a few meters she stopped, and turned back towards the figure she was trying to see who it was but the figure was dressed in black. All of a sudden the figure shouted Bella! , Bella stopped again the voice shouted Bella! Bella walked a bit closer, she shouted back dad is that you! yes said the figure so she ran towards him thinking she was running towards her dad, but as she got nearer, the figure and the voice disappeared, she stopped and realized that her dad had died 20 years ago…

By Casey Cammoile 10

Daniel Carter was stood by his fathers’ grave on the early days of spring, all alone. The church bells rang 6 times and as he looked up to leave, something caught the corner of his eye. It was a woman, looking very ghost-like wearing a long black gown. Her blonde hair bowed untidily in the wind. She was facing the other way to Daniel, when he began to walk she faced Daniel and quickly started walking towards him, but then disappeared into thin air. Throughout the years, he came back to the graveyard and looked at that tree for the woman, but he never saw her again in his life. But every now and then, he would see blonde hair blowing freely, just like the woman’s he saw…

By Luke Jerrard 10

As I jumped around with joy, because the war had ended, my happiness soon came to an end. Excitedly I ran screaming to mum asking “whens dad coming home?” Turning around to look at me i could see something wasn’t right. With a tear in her eye, she said “he’s not my dear !” She explained that dad had gone to an army in the sky; making my world fall apart.

Years of sadness and crying into my pillow at night passed slowly, but I couldn’t help wondering where my dads grave was. So I went on the new thing called the Internet and tried to answer my query. Finally, I found him along with many of his soldier colleagues who also fought to save our country. As I nervously approached the cobbled stone cross, immediately that sad angry feeling I’d grown up with suddenly disappeared and proudness took over.

By Eve-Marie 10

As I wandered through the unforgiving forest, trees tossed branches at me. An eerie silence consumed the woods. I walked into a clearing. As I did so a grey swirling mist swallowed me. It felt like I was travelling through time or space. Then it threw me onto a patch of moss on a hard floor. When I got to my feet I could see graves. I was in a graveyard. My heart in my mouth I walked over to a grave. That was when I got the feeling I was being watched. I turned round and saw nothing so I went back to reading the graves. Once again I thought I was being watched but when I turned round nothing was there. I turned to a grave. My stomach lurched when I saw a figure, covered head to toe in black robes with white hair, behind a tree…

By Emma Hughes 11

My heart was wildly beating as I hid behind the old oak tree. Quickly, I took a second glance at the weird ghost like figure hovering over the gravestone. I recognised the tired, old looking character but I really couldn’t remember where I had seen him. I had a bad feeling that he had something to do with why I was in the graveyard in the first place. It had been a year ago now since my parents had passed away in the terrible house fire. I was saved but sadly they ran out of time to get mum and dad out. It was obvious that the fire had been deliberate however the police never found out who had been guilty. My life had never been the same after that but I made sure that every week I’d visit their grave to put flowers down in there remembrance.

By Conor Smith 10
One day a 3 month after a girls dad died the girl went to his grave yard what said Carl Mc Michael 2014 died after a murder . Then 2 month later the girl died but then she came back to life! Then the ugly spirits of her and her dad ganged up on the people what killed them both and they did their revenge.

The day after they both went to their own grave but not for long that night after they had revenge but that wasn’t it they went for more . Then the people were murdered they tried to get them both but the bullet went straight through them.

STORY STARTS BY ADULTS

By Edward Ian Kendrick 39

Delores never dreamed she’d find love.
She was forty and had several dysfunctional relationships, all terminated by her, leaving a hollow in her heart. Those years of trying to make herself fit around another’s demands felt like a waste. A bruise that coloured all thoughts of love with the tinge of fading yellow and purple.
Then she found love.
He was a librarian. Kind, softly spoken, stable.
They read and lived together in peace until his cough became something more than an irritation. The doctors gave him months. Their collective grief for the future they could not share was overpowering.
On his death bed he insisted she would love again. She discounted his claim. He told her to come to his grave and etch her initials into the tree by his plot. Hers and her new love. So he could rest easily.
On her wedding day, she did just that.

By Neil 65

Emily had been here dozens of times. It never worried her. She loved walking in the graveyard. She knew most of the names, memorised their dates and even found out where many of the ‘dear departed’ residents had lived in the town, long ago of course … well before her time, some of them.

Light breezes rustled leaves and long grass when she arrived. The air smelled clean and she’d brought fresh flowers as she usually did, to adorn her favourite gravestone; the one with the angels, where Nanna Perkins was laid to rest. She remembered Nanna, as everyone called her, from when she was a little girl … always a kind word and a glass of cold homemade lemonade on a hot day.

But today, something was different. She felt tired and distracted … she hadn’t slept well for two or three nights. She thought a walk in her favourite place would cheer her up. Now the fresh posy was scattered at her feet. The wind had turned chill and she stood, leaning against a tree, trying to keep from fainting. Before her a new grave, earth fresh turned, and a new headstone, one she’d never seen before. And it had her name on it.

By Andy 49

It was never going to be easy. Death was always going to be a lonely affair, but Miriam had steeled herself for what was to come.
The long, protracted illness had given her plenty of time to question, to rage, to cry and to get thing in order. Making sure life could continue had been always been a priority and hours had been put into ensuring this would happen. All the family were aware of the arrangements and so when the day finally arrived, the day that horrible disease finally won, everything was in place.
Of course no one could plan for the loneliness and loss that would be felt but at least she knew she had done everything she could. Watching the funeral from behind the tree wasn’t the best way of dealing with the situation, but it was her way.
As the coffin was lowered she walked forward into it.

By Jon Nikrich 39

“What are you doing?”
“I’m just… you know, watching her in action. Did you hear that last group scream? … What?”
“You like her.”
“No, I don’t. … OK, I do, but I don’t ‘like her’ like her. I … admire her technical abilities.”
“You should talk to her.”
“Really? You think I should? No. What would I say? We don’t have anything in common. … OK. Yes. We have something in common, but it’s not a great line, is it? ‘So, hey, I’m dead, you’re dead, how’s that working out for you?’”
“You’re right. You should go with ‘I admire your technical abilities.’”
“You’re no help.”
“Who said I’m helping? Pointing out the flaws in your every thought process is the only fun I have anymore.”
“Look at the way she’s closing in on that new group.”
“It’s true. You have to admire her technical abilities.”

Story start 18th-24 Oct 2014


image We used this picture as our first story start. The stories submitted are fantastic, I am sure you will agree. Please leave some comments we would love to hear from you.  Childrens entries are first then adults. Why don’t you try this weeks story start?

By Erica 10

Every Saturday I go to the beach, the same old beach with the iron men stuck in the sand. Surprisingly today it was rather crowded with people, strange looking people! When I looked round the iron men were no longer standing to attention. I peered into the distance. There was one. Just one! Then I looked at the rest of the people. It looked as if the iron men were alive! I glanced back at the one man in the distance. He turned his head and looked at me. I felt as cold as ice. I shut my eyes and shook my head. My heart was racing. Quickly I opened my eyes and stared. What had happened? Am I going mad? I shook my head again. The iron men had returned! Had I dreamt it? Quickly I scanned the beach. It was eerily empty. I guess I’ll never know.

By Emily 9

Just a few years ago lived a lonely man, he was fast asleep when he heard a noise. He found out it was some sea creatures. They were scuttling across the glistening white sand in the moonlit sky. It was very strange because he could hear them talking in English! He knew that he could not tell anyone about this, because the police and scientist’s would capture him, and the sea creatures and do experiments on them!!!!!
Then he heard someone coming, it was the beach patrol people!!!!! QUICK, QUICK, HIDE, HIDE!!!!! He did not know where to go, should he take the sea creatures with him or leave them, this was a life changing decision!!!!! Nobody was allowed to be on the beach at night!!! So he grabbed his sea creatures and ran as he could adrenalin pumping through his body!! He got into his house locked the doors and booked a one way flight to America!!!!! He did not want anyone
to find out about his sea creatures!!!!! Absolutely NO ONE!!!!! Would find out about him and HIS sea creatures.
THE END!!!!!!

By Eve-Marie 10

We ran knowing it was after us. We knew that if they caught us we’d be dead. The only place we could go was the beach. There was only one way to the beach but it was a long way. “So we’ve got to go that way?” Rachel enquired.
“Yes,” I replied
After a while our bags were packed and we were on our way. We crossed heath land and desserts, snow and ice in days and nights. After a week of travels we came to two paths, one leading to a beach land and another leading to a field. Just as we were about to go to the beach seven of them, (by the way it, they and them were actually sand monsters. They were called ‘faceless ones’ dead people who killed.) We ran to the beach without thinking. At the beach a figure stood it was another victim..

By Zm 9

One day there was a alien called Zog,he had just crash landed on planet shroom. Zog felt confused he was covered in wet, slimy, slobbery sand. He saw in the distance a tiny girl, as small as a baby. Zog instantly started to run at her to see if she was OK. Her name was Chloe they became good friends after a while. They went to the beach every day, and lived in a small hut by  the sea. 🙂

By Abby & Natalie 10

Dear Diary,
I’ve had a very strange day today.I was walking my dog,Poppy when I saw a man covered in wet and dry mud .It looked like he’d been in Pompeii at the time of the volcanic explosion.He was also pointing at the sea as if he was shouting but there was no noise coming out of his mouth as if he could not speak.I said hello but the same thing happened, he must have thought I could understand because he carried on lipsinking.Poppy started to bark. She ran into a cave in the cliff. Suddenly the ground started to shake. He ran after her .CRASH- the cliff fell …
I started to cry then suddenly I heard a bark and a grey creature came running towards me, I soon realised that it was my puppy, Poppy.

By Ben 10

There it was the thing standing in the sand what was it ……………
I walked over it was still like a rock I was intrested I stuck my hand
In the sand it was all cold inside I started to shake I then was scraping
Away the sand when I did the face it was green it smiled at me 🙂 I was thinking what it was it lifted its hand then everything was black

By Bella 10

Why was he standing there? no one knew.
What was he doing? no one knew.
Who was he? no one knew
but why?
Maybe he was imaginary,
or maybe he was someone but who?
Maybe someone did know but sworn not to tell,
a bit like a young boy called Abny. Abny Gall.
Abny was an intelligent lad and he was also extremly well behaved.
Unfortunately he had a little secret that he swor not to tell, snitch or give any signs about it but one stormy dark night Abny had a dream about him telling everyone the secret and then something bad happening but he also had another dream that night but the other way around, what happened was he never told anyone but his parents got accused for the mistery instead. The next morning Abny thought about last night and made a decision that he would tell his mother.

By Shawn 10

Standing near the dusty old surface of the mysterious depths off the shining sands, of the island of  Palmires stood the troublesome alien Jeffery, covered full of the eatable sand,kicking at the glorious new sea water.The troublesome kid was staring at the sea ,for he had never seen anything like it before ever in his mysterious old life full of trouble.

By Louis 9

Once, on an infant planet, far, far, away, was a sand filled alien, who looked across the mammoth ocean of Kayland. Gazing at the passing dolphins, amazed, he had chosen his fate. He had to run away. He had always been lonely, left with the dolphins alone. He had to escape. No one had ever lasted longer than him, with no water or food, he was certain to die.

By Patrick 9

Here I am again on my own with no friends.
No one to play with. Rolling around in the
sand. In fact, the floor less sand everyone ignoring
Me getting bullied round every corner. Mum and Dad hate me because I stay in my room.

Living in a lonely world. It’s hard to find love for me.

By M.E 9

Once upon a time on a sandy beach my friends and I went in the water and splashed around . After a couple hours we got out.Then we saw a man standing there covered in sand and he wouldn’t move.So we went over and touched him then he looked down and shouted at us saying “Beep boom bomb deep doom domb feep foom fomb!”And we all ran and I dropped my phone and he picked it up and ate it then I came back for it and he was still just standing there and I started to search and that’s when something really bad happened he ate me…

By Elizabeth 9

Far far in a different planet a boy called Tony loved going to the beach and it was his best in his life ……But it was a different planet so the planet’s ugly alien looking president has a rule that,people are only allowed to go to the beach once a year.Now Tony has went to the beach nearly ten times!When it was a meeting with the president Tony asked his mother”can we go to the beach?”……….and the president said that Tonys punishment was he has to be naked covered in sand looking at the sun andso he did.His parents were so scared and on summer dad went to look for Tony and he saw him playing around the beach!!!!

By Finlay 9

I had been rolling in the sand for hours now, and eventually I got tired. I stood up, covered in sand. As I glanced out to sea, I noticed a shape moving across the waves. The moment it reached the sand, it stood up.
My whole body filled with shock. The shape was horrible, especially it’s face.
I realised it was an alien.
I ran from the beach, straight to my dad. I told him what happened, and we prepared for what was coming next.

By Emily & Grace 9

I was taking off in my aircraft when suddenly I hit the ground. I was terrified and I got out of my aircraft and I fell into sand. I saw a strange creature
On the horizon I froze like a icecube and it was so magical! I soon found out I was on the planet zoxds the most toxic planet that ever lived.

Then disaster strikes I had landed on a toxic beach filled with sand and deadly water what happens next!!!!!!!!

By Zapella 10

Dear my old diary,
Last night it had the weirdest dream ever. I felt like I was going to .. You really do not want to know , just thinking about it makes me want to puke!
Well I may as well tell you all about the story like you are going to tell any one!

So it was a simple morning, well at first until this…
There was my dad who I thought had died 4 years ago but there was standing right in front of my eyes looking like he had just been beaten up (by a sand monster- as if)! “Is it really you?” I asked a man who I thought it was my dad!
” Only if you are my son Sammie,” he replied.
“Dad ! I thought you were dead!”
“nonsense  who told you that.”
“Mother did”
” Just ignore her she has been at me for years!”
“Then who’s body was it?”…

By Maria 10

The Sandman

It was him it really was I saw him.I was peacefully riding my bike alongside my friends Lily and Isabella when we noticed something,the beach was deserted there was no one there but everything looked fine.All the shops were closed not a single person to be seen.I felt a shiver down my spine I just knew something was up, something bad, really bad, it was like someone or something was watching you.
Then the sand started moving weirdly, it was forming a whirlpool and suddenly formed a figure I had ever seen before that still sends a shiver down my spine! A Sandman!

By Zaphia 10

There I was standing in a puddle, covered in sand after being tackled by these bullies who took all my clothes. Where have all my friends gone? I feel all alone, so lonely I feel I could cry.
And this is where it all started to change…
“What is that out on the horizon? It looks like it is in danger or it is very lonely!” I asked Mattie the shop keeper.
He replied “Oh Jesse it looks like…” he stopped for a minute and thought “It can’t be, it just can’t be.. Wait.. No, it can’t be, wait yes, it can, it’s Trevor-” He shrieked with excitement.
“Who is Trevor?” I asked Mattie before he had a chance to tell me. “Trevor is a Dolphin but not just any, a magic dolphin, he shall solve your problems, you should be friends and travel the oceans..”

By Molly 11

I was stood there admiring the sunset when I became stuck in my position. I was imagining the freezing cold rain and waiting for someone to help, they didn’t. Since that day I have lived in the dark, alone. Nobody comes in, nobody comes out. My partner passed recently, I couldn’t even go to their funeral. Now I am sat here, depressed.

By Maisie 12

As I walked across the rough,wet sand, I saw something. Something strange. A statue, it was moving! I stared, it glared it walked towards me, I walked away from it. It was too late, it grabbed me

Story starts by adults:

By Sara 21

It was almost nightfall before I arrived at my destination. I was tired and the sun had ravaged my skin. I squinted up into the sunlight and willed him to come soon. I waited for what felt like hours, I was drained and in need of nourishment.
Suddenly I heard it the faint sound of music and a deep rumbling sound from through the dunes. A smile crept slowly over my face, “Finally” I said out loud…
The ice cream van!!
🙂

By Joe 32

I breathe deeply. Take in lungs full of pure sweet air. After months of travel I have made it. The journey was difficult, boring at times and of course I miss the family left behind.

This was my only option though. I had to leave, had to get away from the mess I had created. I know that leaving those on Earth to suffer and eventually die would appear cowardly to some. But honestly, what else could I do? You would do the same in my situation too wouldn’t you…

By Edward 39

He was never one of them, the trolls, with their slavering jaws and their rending claws. And though they allowed him to stand with them, they accepted him. He did all he could, eating sheep and roaring as he stormed through the forest, but it was clear that he was different. He was not a monster like them.
The other trolls called him ugly and said he didn’t belong, fed him scraps and were cruel to him. Finally, he could take no more, and so he walked out onto the beach, the sand damp beneath his feet, and he waited for the sun to rise.
He wondered why his shoulders were slim and his back straight, as the colours on the horizon started to form, but he never found an answer, for when the first ray of sunlight touched him, he turned to stone.
And no one wept for him.

By Andy 49

I stand and stare.
Iridescent blue sky and hazy sunlight bathe my face. The world is silent. Slowly the tide turns and water creeps up the beach, lapping lazily around my feet. Tiny weeds tangle around my legs and creatures begin to swim and settle on my stiff legs.
I stand and stare.
Cold rises up my body as the water deepens and the surging tide intensifies. Soon the lower half of my body is immersed in green water and small rainbows of oil radiate from my rusting torso. My body is bathed in cold and slowly it rises over my head.
I stand and stare.
Eddies swirl and light refracts as tiny fish swim past my face. Time stands still until gradually water begins to recede. Slowly my body is revealed, washed clean by the endless tides. The bright sunlight and iridescent blue sky bathe my face.
I stand and stare.

We also had some great work based on Poppy’s Planet!

By Scarlett  6

Poppy’s Magic Misty Mountain Adventure

Once upon a time there was a little penguin called Poppy who lived in the Antarctic with her mother and father. One day she asked her mother,

“Please can I go and visit the cold, misty mountains?” Her mum said yes so off she sped, across the snow in her sled, to the mountains far away. She jumped off her sled at the bottom of the mountain and began to climb. As she was climbing up she saw something at the top shining in the sunlight. The higher she climbed it got colder and colder but she kept going. When she got to to the top she saw a pot of gold. As she touched it rainbows burst out of the middle of the mountain and Poppy was so happy. She had always wanted to know where rainbows came from.

By Sylva 42 1/2 🙂

Poppy the flying penguin
Is off on adventures again.
Down below are fields of green
And flowers along the lane.

She follows the winding path
To a wood. What can she see?
She lands to take a look
At a laden chestnut tree.

Golden leaves swish round her feet,
Crunch as she stomps and wriggles.
Then through the trees she hears a sound
Of happy shouts and giggles.

The children playing conkers
Welcome Poppy to their game.
She plays all day then says goodbye
And flies back to her bed again.

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