"My All-Time Favourite Roald Dahl Novels" By Brandon H, Age 11

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My All-Time Favourite Roald Dahl Novels

THE TOP TEN

1.) The Witches

2.) James And The Giant Peach

3.) Revolting Rhymes

4.) Charlie And The Chocolate Factory

5.) The BFG

6.) Danny: Champion Of The World

7.) Boy: Tales Of Childhood

8.) The Twits

9.) The Giraffe, The Pelican And Me

10.) The Enormous Crocodile

By Brandon H, Age 11

(Brandon is about to start Bodmin College, so follow his writing on the Bodmin College page from now on!)

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"Trap Door: Part 2" By Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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Trap Door: Part 2

She trekked across the linoleum tiles of the kitchen floor to the other side of the room, and pulled with all her might to get the key drawer open.

She rummaged through, finding only brass, silver and copper keys, all modern and metal. Where could it be? thought Kitty. Surely Mum didn’t hide it?

Then, out of the corner of her eye, Kitty saw a black flash of colour on the windowsill. She knew instantly what it was.

She jumped up onto the countertop and snatched the large rusty key off of the sill and bounded back over to the Trap Door.

She put the key in to the lock and twisted it. A loud creak was heard and some cogs were heard turning behind the door.

Kitty grasped the handle and pulled. The door opened into a passageway that was glowing purples, whites, blacks and blues. Little stars pinpricked the vast dimension and ghost voices echoed and bounced off of the walls.

There was then another door in front of her. This opened to another and another and another… and so on. the last door was just okay for Kitty to go through, and she hugely anticipated what she’d see when she entered.

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The last door opened onto a checkered hallway, and, as Kitty ambled through, she sensed that is was not empty. Voices whispered, No! Don’t go, Miss! Think of your peril!

Kitty ignored the voices and carried on. A house — just like hers — was in plain view in front of her. And so were a lot of things there.

There was next door’s cat, a ginger Tomcat with a plastered tail and one eye a smidgen bigger than the other (but so cute). There was the twisted yew tree (if you ate its berries you would die from poisoning). She could see the many flats above hers. And the crazy old Puppy Man (rest assured that if you offended him he would throw one of his many puppies at you. And, if you were kind, he’d give you a puppy free)!

There was a lovely smell drifting from the Other Kitchen. She got onto her feet again and strolled towards the Other House in the Other World.

In the Other Kitchen, a lanky man, with bags under his eyes and a long La Roux-like hairstyle gone wrong. Obviously it was her Other Dad.

“Hello, Kitty,” he leered “We’ve been expecting you.”
“Erm…hello.” Kitty said.
“Hello, Kitty,” came a voice from the Other Lounge. “It is lovely to finally have you here.”

Kitty stared as her Other Mum smiled a smile with her rows of too white, too long, too pointy teeth.

Kitty wondered where she was. She wondered what she thought was strange about her Other Parents. She looked ever so closely at them both, and suddenly realized.

Their eyes were made of black glass.

“Erm…what’s cooking?”
“There’s raspberry, loganberry, strawberry and blueberry pavlova in the oven. Back bacon and chips cooking in the grill. And in the other oven over there, is my famous Honey-Glazed Chicken with Sage and Onion stuffing. Cranberry sauce is in the saucepan.”

That’s a very interesting menu Kitty thought. Chicken and bacon?

“Sounds…lovely.”

And so it was. Even better than her Real Father’s home cooking. Much, much better. The bacon was used as the starter, and it was thin, crispy, smoky and delicious.

The chicken was the main course. Kitty could feel the honey melting slowly in her mouth, and the chicken was so succulent…

And Kitty’s favourite part: the berry pavlova. The biscuit base and meringue pattern around the edge combined brilliantly. The berries very slowly glided down her throat.

All in all, the dinner was the best food she’d ever had in her whole life. She yearned for seconds but thought it too rude to ask.

By Brandon H
Age 11
Class 6KR

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"A Tribute to Michael Jackson" by Georgia B, Age 11, Class 6KR

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A Tribute to Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson. To a few of us, he was a dad. To others, he was a beloved son, but to perhaps the rest of us, he was a king. The king of pop to be exact. So maybe that's why the whole world was devastated when the news of his passing was spread. Some cried for three days, others acted really odd (like my mum), but others decided that some of these things happen and you've got to learn to get on with life, but they didn't.

His long list of hits like Thriller, Billie Jean, and Bad suddenly shot to the top of the most downloaded and most played lists. Maybe because everyone wanted to listen to his voice. and maybe because they wanted to remember his great music. He also made a sort of film called Michael Jackson: moonwalker. A "pop music phenomenon Michael Jackson's fantasy world is brought to life, completing the show-stopping dance routines and eye-popping special effects." Its odd at the start but gradually turns in to a humour, adventure, and thrilling film. So as I bring my tribute to an end, I want to say this one thing:
Michael Jackson
R.I.P
1958-2009


By Georgia B
Age 11
Class 6KR

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"Jacko: The One and Only King of Pop" by Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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Jacko: The One and Only King of Pop
A Tribute

Everyone loved Michael Jackson. Yeah, sure, he had done a few boisterous, illegal things, but we loved him and his music will live forever.

In LA, and the rest of the USA heard the shocking news, they were eating their lunch at about twelve and two o’clock. We in the UK, however, went to bed with the information.

He has inspired many, many, many people in his time. From Lady GaGa to Lily Allen; his talent will be brought to us by them, but they will never replace him.

He was the one and only King of Pop, and his one white glove look, and his signature dance moves will be tossed around on the television for ever and ever and ever.

His singles Bad, Thriller, Scream, and You Rock My World will live on forever, and become ever more popular than they were in their time.

And so, here’s to the one and only King of Pop, Michael Jackson!

R. I. P.
Michael Jackson:
1958-2009

By Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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"Trap Door (Part One)" by Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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Trap Door [Part One]

1

If anyone had asked Kitty Swann what she’d like to do when she grew up, she wouldn’t have any trouble in giving them a straightforward answer. She would simply say, “My ambition is to be an explorer.”

Kitty’s mother, Casey Swann, was an author on biology. She hardly ever had any time to read Kitty stories, watch a movie or play with her. She was always far too engrossed in reading a book on biological studies or some sort of Anna Jacobs novel, or writing a report on daisies, crocuses, tulips and such.

Her father, Ben Swann, was a worker in the local café, with a specialty in making latté. In his spare time, he would cook — her mother couldn’t cook. When she did it was almost always a microwave package. He did like to garden a lot; he was an author as well, on the art of cooking.

Kitty has her opinions about everything. The new flat, for instance, had many doubtful opinions and didn’t deserve a second glance.

It had indeterminate pink and green wallpaper, which was peeling in the corners of the wall.

Draught entered through the bottom of the door, and one of the bedroom floors upstairs was dangerously rotted with damp and could collapse at any second. This made it uninhabitable.

There were many doors in this flat. One for the kitchen, two for the one master and one single bedrooms, one for the en-suite bathroom. And then there was the Trap Door.

Kitty’s parents had very strict instructions for Kitty to never enter the Trap Door.

Kitty wasn’t the type of person to obey orders, but she decided not to make Casey and Ben angry.

If Casey was aggravated by something that Kitty did, she would almost always say something like:
“Kitty, how many times have I told you not to use the bread-knife on the cheese?”

But Kitty didn’t listen, as usual, and slit open her forefinger.

But her mother would usually forgive her and say something like:
“Oh, Kitty, you silly girl! Let’s make you some frothy cocoa.”

Casey was an easy forgiver.

Kitty had peeked a few times through the keyhole of the Trap Door but could only see the motes of dust floating against black nothingness.

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As I’ve told you, Kitty wasn’t the type of girl to obey orders.

When her mother was out shopping to buy her a new pair of shoes for when she started Year Seven in a few months, she stole away into the kitchen.

The kitchen was home to the key drawer, in which she hoped to find the key of the Trap Door.

To be contined.........

By Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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"My Secret Scrapbook" by Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

MY SECRET SCRAPBOOK

All names and place-names in this autobiography are false for the protection of me and those around me.

RECORD of ME

My Favourite Friends
Clara, Amy-Louise, Björn & Benny (these are false names)

My Favourite Book
'Blood Ties' by Sophie McKenzie

My Favourite Character
Tracy Beaker

My Favourite T. V. Show
Primeval

My Favourite Film
The Goonies, She’s the Man & Twilight

My Favourite Filmstar
Amanda Bynes

My Favourite Hobby(ies)
Writing & Illustrating

My Favourite Sport(s)
BenchBall, Hockey, Athletics, Gymnastics & Dance

My Favourite Holiday Resort(s)
Mullion & Perran Sands

My Favourite Food
McDonald’s, KFC & Burger King

My Favourite School Subjects
Literacy, Art & Gym

My Favourite Teacher(s)
Miss Humphrey & Mister Rill (these are false names)

My Favourite Colour
Glacier Blue

My Favourite Animal(s)
Cats, Kittens & Dogs

My Favourite Clothes
George & Denim Stuff

My Favourite Shop
Waterstone’s, WHSmith, Drake Circus & Rajani’s

My Favourite Game
Truth or Dare?

My Favourite Singer/Band
A.B.B.A.

My Favourite Music
Soft Rock, Electronica, Pop, Reggae & Varied


FRIENDS


Clara and Amy-Louise are my best friends, and there is also Björn who lives just down from school; plus his step-brother Benny, I don’t know where he lives…

Amy-Louise
I’ve been friends with Amy-Louise since Year Two, this may sound really babyish but — back then — we used to play this game I made up called SuperKittenz with a z. And we still play it today—it’s more teenager-y now, of course!

Clara
I’ve been friends with Clara since Year Three. I did know her in Year One and Two, but not as a friend. I based one of my serial stories on this game we used to play: The Fantastica Chronicles. I’ve written five stories in this series and they’re for 9-12 year olds.

Björn
I haven’t been friends with Björn for that long. Probably two or three years. He is hell funny! I thought that he would be moving to Wadebridge, because his dad and Benny’s mom are getting married. He isn’t now but Benny is.

Benny
I’ve been friends with Benny since Year Four or Five. He is Björn’s step-brother. He’s weirdly funny, to quote! In our school’s Christmas Pantomime, Cinderella! Rockerfella! as Freddo the Frog, his motto was: ‘A Frog is for Life, Not Just for Dinner’, ha, ha, ha!

FAMILY

Mom
Mom died five months after giving birth to me. From a blood clot in the heart, apparently. I’d probably have loved her.

Dad
Dad can be arrogant at times, but I still love him. I don’t know why but we haven’t made contact for a few years, though we know where each other lives. He does smoke inside and it really pees me off, because I have to breathe it in every time he does. He hasn’t sent me any Birthday cards, Christmas cards or even a phone-call within over two years!

Kat
Kat is one of my favourite cousins, and I live with her, my Auntie Carol and Godfather Jay. She is really kind, loveable and touché at times but anyone could love her, honest.

Harvey
A very menacing funny guy, a bit like me! He lives in Bristol with his girlfriend Kirsten, who is at college studying to be a teacher. Harvey is also one of my cousins — and the funniest — and he is, in a word: great.

Kay
Kay is another of my favourite cousins, and she is a bookworm as well, like me! She lives in ** *******, with her very, very, very cute black cat Solo and housemate Teigan.

Hannah
Hannah is nine now, and she is the cheekiest little minx that I know. She is my cousin and she — don’t laugh, now! — fits into my clothes! Oh my God! Her dad is Sean and her mum is called Leona, they broke up in 2008 and now Hannah is like the Suitcase Kid.

Dave & Greg
Dave is just over my age and is the cheekiest menace that I have ever met, and probably still is… His brother Greg is small but not too small, and he isn’t a spitting image of Dave.

Patrick & James
Patrick and James are the most mischievous, menacing, plotting, cheek-meisters on the planet. They are two and three so that’s what one would usually expect…

Ally & Lucinda
Ally is slightly petite and has long honey-blond hair. She is very funny. Her mother Lucinda is a very good friend (and cousin) of Kay’s and is very ebullient (the word ebullient means cheerful, jolly etc., etc.)

Gran & Grandad Rowe
My eccentric, harebrained, erratic great-grandparents. Gran was born in 1932 and Granddad Nip was born in 1926 but they’re still alive and kicking! They both live at ** ******’* **** in a neat, slightly prim house.

Granddad Ed
All of the grandparent description above. But more up-to-date, happenin’ and a teeny bit less eccentric.

Auntie Carol & Uncle [Godfather] Jay
These are brilliant relatives. They took me in to live with them on 20th of April 2003. I’ve been living with them for nearly seven years now and I’ve only had two days off of school. Nerdy but sufficient!

Uncle Robert & Auntie Florence
Not sure if I’ve actually met these relations…

Uncle David & [Hopefully To Be] Auntie Robyn
Some of the best relatives ever! They are Patrick and James’ mom and dad.

SCHOOL

Robartes
Robartes isn’t too boring; apart from Maths, Science, R. E. and especially the SATs week!
My attendance record usually consists of: 100% attendance (boring!), nine lates and (I’m not a bad boy but…) one exclusion.

Teachers:

Miss Humphrey
One of my most favourite teachers in the world, Miss Humphrey is humorous, intelligent and she loves End-of-Term parties, End-of-SATs parties (though SATs are illegal on the 24th of June!).

Mister Rill
Mister Rigby taught me in Year Five, he is an ex-Royal Marine and could be extremely strict; but we liked him. He can be really funny and really serious, mostly really funny.

Supply Teachers:

Miss Frill
She is one of my A-List supplies. She comes from Canada, and she’s been on our agenda for supplies since Year One!

Miss Palmer
We’ve only seen her once, in the second-before-last year of Year Six.

Teaching Assistants:
Miss Penning
Miss Bloom
Miss Harris
And
Miss Flower

Lessons
Numeracy
Literacy
Physical Education
Science
PSHE
Music
Cooking (Mmm…)
Information Communication Technology
SRE Education

HOBBIES

Ever since I was nine I’ve loved writing, drawing, music and talking.
I’ve written loads of ‘novels’, in every type of genre, including Urban Gothic.

Some of my serial stories are:
The Fantastica Chronicles
The Witch Child Saga
The Boys Series
The Girls Series
The Feline Ark Tales
The Theo Lemon Spy-Stories and loads more…

The Flute and the Recorder
I can’t exactly play on a flute but I can make a tune. I especially like playing a song called ‘A Very Merry Un-Birthday!’ from Disney’s adaptation of Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Alice Through the Looking-Glass.

Writing
I love writing, as Philip Pullman once said: “Without books, we wouldn’t be human beings at all.” Writing lets your imagination free in words.
I am inspired by authors like Jacqueline Wilson, Chris Higgins, Will Peterson, Derek Landy and Stephanie Meyer.

Here is the chorus of a song I’ve written:
It’s ‘because I love you,
You’re my flightless bird,
Just hovering in the air,
Not goin’ anywhere…

Did you like my song? That’s just my chorus!

HOLIDAYS

Mullion
Mullion is my favourite holiday destination, its caravans are brilliant and its amusements are colorful and amazing.
There is an indoor and outdoor pool and a great big amusement arcade house thingy. It’s called Funworks Amusments.
The only thing I dislike is the late-night shows, because they’re for toddlers! Late-night shows!?

Perran Sands
I like it at this park, it’s not as good as Mullion but ah, well…it does have better late-nights, what with Cabaret, Zoo Troop™ Plays and Disco the Night Away!

Bristol
Not exactly a holiday destination, but I went there in March as part of my hols. The bad thing about Bristol is that there is a street full of people who carry guns! If you are white or too loud, they shoot you, simple as that!
Then again, there are loads of cute cats that I’m friends with; Bailey, RJ, etc., etc.

Dawlish
I completely forget what happened at Dawlish, it was sooo long ago!

Woolacombe
I got here by Cliff Railway, and had Supper with Aunty Shirley and Uncle Steve. We had a gorgeous caravan; Grandad Paul took me to see numerous reptiles, like snakes, etc.

CLOTHES

Favourite Outfits
I especially like my Urban Gothic gear I got from ** ******* Asda, it’s their own designer: George.
I love my Wedding, Funeral and Birthday outfit from M & Co. [you may know it as MacKay’s but it’s changed its name]. It is a crisp white-shirt with skull breast-pockets, collar-lining and tie. It also came with some nice black trousers.

Shoes and Trainers
I’m a boy, I’m not all too fussed about shoes, but I’m very fond of my Reebok and Animal trainers — they’re nifty!

Hoodies
I’m into hoodies, not chavvy hoodies, just decent ones.
I’ve got a Nike hoody, a George hoody, a George Bart Simpson hoody and a few more…

Shirts
I’m OK with shirts. Check shirts, coloured shirts, pin-striped and plain.
Shirts go good with Corduroy trousers or black/blue jeans. And a spray of Lynx; preferably Dark Temptation.

Tops and T-Shirts
I am NOT a clothes addict, — far from it! — but I love t-shirts and tops.
I prefer blue t-shirts and tops, but I love white t-shirts and tops!
I used to be a tight-and-stripy t-shirt guy, but now I’m so out of their league (not to sound pigheadedly boastful or anything).

FILM

Comedy
I love comedies with Jim Carrey, Adam Sandler and Jennifer Anniston.
My favorite comedies [my list is sooo long!] include:
Bruce Almighty,
The Mask,
Big Daddy,
and
Click.

Drama
I like dramas like The Da Vinci Code, based on Dan Brown’s New York Times bestseller, and Black Beauty.

Musicals
I Love with a capital L loads of musicals. There’s:
Mamma Mia!,
Oliver!,
Annie
and
Joseph! And His Technicolor Dreamcoat.

Horror
I’ve not watched many horrors. There’s 2002’s Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, Ghost Rider and The Dark Knight, if you can count the last one as a horror film.

Fantasy
Here we go! Now we’re getting somewhere with movies! Which one do I start at…?
The Spiderwick Chronicles,
Coraline,
The Harry Potter Series,
and
The Chronicles of Narnia.

Science-Fiction
Sci-Fi is only one of the best things around! Have you ever watched any Sci-Fi films? Alien Autopsy? Spider-Man? Men In Black? If not, watch those three that I’ve just mentioned.

Thriller
Thrillers are great! Do you like Jodie Foster? What about Nicholas Cage? They star in great films like Flightplan — my all-time favorite thriller — and National Treasure.

MUSIC

Pop
I love pop. Girls Aloud, Pink, Miley Cyrus, Lady GaGa, McFly, Busted, The Ting Tings, etc., etc.
Pop makes you feel good, especially the colorful music videos — especially the videos for McFly’s Five Colors In Her Hair and Lady GaGa’s Paparazzi.
I’d advise you to check out Pop Party and Now! That’s What I Call Music compilation album, they’re really…pop-y?

Rock
Heavy Metal, Classic, any rock genre you like, is great to me. I do tend to listen to classic rock quite a bit. You know, Evanescence.
My favorite rock songs are: Call Me When You’re Sober, Lithium, Going Under, Bring Me To Life, Missing, My Immortal, Slow Ride and Poison.
I’m not that into the heavy metal.

Reggae
Reggae and Motown, I like these. Tune into some Lionel Richie occasionally, a little bit of Shaggy and Rayvon.
This is a Jamaican genre, and it makes me feel good, nearly perfectly mad.
Have you ever heard Angel, It Wasn’t Me, Me Julie or Boom Shaka Laka?
Try it.

Dance
Dance is vibrant and enjoyable; it is also often used in nightclubs [along with some ClubLand remixes.].
Do you like Katy Perry? she’s sung I Kissed A Girl, Waking Up In Vegas, Hot N Cold and One Of The Boys.

Varied
Varied is my favourite genre. Alanis Morrisette and — my personal favorite — ABBA.

BOOKS

My Favourite Books
'Skellig' by David Almond
'My Secret Diary' by Jacqueline Wilson
'The Story Of Tracy Beaker' by Jacqueline Wilson
'The Dare Game' by Jacqueline Wilson
'Dustbin Baby' by Jacqueline Wilson
'Starring Tracy Beaker' by Jacqueline Wilson
'The Cat Mummy' [though it makes me cry] by Jacqueline Wilson
'The Lottie Project' by Jacqueline Wilson
'The Suitcase Kid' by Jacqueline Wilson
'Lizzie Zipmouth' by Jacqueline Wilson
'Aesop’s Fables' by Aesop
'The Wind In The Willows' by Kenneth Graeme
'The Borrowers' by Mary Norton
'The Field Guide' by Holly Black
'The Seeing Stone' by Holly Black
'Lucinda’s Secret' by Holly Black
'The Ironwood Tree' by Holly Black
'The Wrath Of Mulgarath' by Holly Black
'Twilight' by Stephanie Meyer
'New Moon' by Stephanie Meyer
'Eclipse' by Stephanie Meyer
'Breaking Dawn' by Stephanie Meyer
'Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland' by Lewis Carroll
'Alice Through The Looking-Glass' by Lewis Carroll
'Black Beauty' by Anna Sewell
etc., etc., etc., etc.

Meeting An Author
I’ve only ever met one author: (there is a 50-50 chance that I’ll meet some more.) Chris Higgins. she is the author of: Pride And Penalties, It’s A 50-50 Thing, A Perfect Ten, Love Ya Babe and Would You Rather? (Would You Rather is published in October; she’s writing a series for younger children later on.).
She told us all about where she lives, her husband and her daughters. How she hitchhiked to Istanbul and across the Serengeti Plain.
I put my hand up the most to ask questions.

My Favorite Author
I love Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight Saga [she’s soon going to publish Midnight Sun — it’s the Twilight Saga in Edward Cullen’s point-of-view.].

THE END
OF
MY PRIMARY SCHOOL AUTOBIOGRAPHY

By Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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"The Plague of the Eight-legged Alien Arachnids" (Part1)By Brandon H, Age 11, Class 6KR

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The Plague of the Eight-Legged Alien Arachnids (Part 1)

Prologue …

Johnny along with Lucinda stared at the hirsute mass of mammoth arachnids running at full speed under them …

All that left when the egg hatched. It is how this pandemonium began. The hatching of an egg. Acknowledge me to a certain extent, the egg if truth be told made hatch a vast female spider to facilitate has previously been in labour and having her infants ubiquitously over town.

This mammoth metamorphosis of spider was formed by means of the prevalent scientist of the parallel 23rd century: Krackwizz Copperpot.

He was a minute bloke amid spectacles in the itinerary of his fifties, all the same then, so more or less every erstwhile mediocre nutty scientist in his period was!

He had a wife called Dakota, a son called Bernard as well as the two pet dogs: Taffy and Tegumai.

He had created a assortment of creations in time: a baby bath into an automatic dog washer with ingenious in -nozzle mechanism of spray which it signals, table tennis has serve-o-matic-a catapult of the mechanism that it recharged having operated every bullet - and the photocopier PILCO - In which it had been embezzled with for photographs to enter, and of lively living beings it goes out. It represents: Photos In Living Creatures Out.

This last clever creation (You remember, the tarantula of the female mutant tarantula) was the first mutant insect in the 5'000,000 moons of the mediocre professor’s life.

The egg as that I mentioned - had cracked and, as in Humpty Dumpty, could not be pieced together once again.

Anyway, of blasting the high mile, the spider of female of 20.5-metre breadth. It has already seemed to be in an unhealthy labour and should not have been groped.

Just like Britney Spears, the spider despised the paparazzi and loathed photographers. She finally noted a path to give birth to her infants.

Her infants let get away in bands, they covered the town of Bodmin, mimicking the quantity of a coverage of snow.

The first mutant insect took its last breath in an alleyway.

Chapter one...Johnny Bomb begins a diary.

February 23rd year 2300

Dear Diary,
My name is the Johnny Bomb and I am 14 and a half; I am from Connecticut in America.
Sometimes I ask myself: am I Johnny Bomb?
I am certainly not a bomb!
I'm starting this diary with the most amazing entry I will probably ever write:
The Plague of the Eight-Legged Alien Arachnids.
It sounds stupid drank every word is true.


The mediocre mad scientist: Krackwizz Copperpot had invented a mutation; a marvellous mutation; a fantastical mutation; a dangerous eight-legged mutation...


By Brandon H
Age 11
Class 6KR

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