Bee story.
On a summer day flying by was a nice little black and yellow bee. The bee was flying into a
covered flower but instead of flying into the flower the bee flew into a little girl and dropped on the
wooden floor.A few days later the little girl got even smaller and the bee got bigger. But the bee
was still dead.
The little girl (big) called some scientists to examine the bee. The scientists took some photos of
the bee and sent them to the other scientists to examine.
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One bright sunny day I was on the beautiful coast of Cornwall. I was begging for an Ice cream as it was the hottest day of the year. Minutes later I arrived at the Ice cream shop. I asked the shop keeper for a strawberry with marshmallows. When he asked me for the money some of the words sounded like a foreign language. Will I come here again…? |
As I woke I smelt the fresh air it took me back to the summer holidays. I was playing on the beach with Tom and Sam my friends and when we went swimming. All of our parents went missing. We were all shocked that they had left. We asked somebody if they had seen were they had gone but I couldn’t understand him because some of the words sounded like a foreign language.
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I opened the door it creaked it sounded like a scream I walked through the corridor. I came to another door it was a faded pink colour “it must be a girls room” I said to myself. It said above the door “Madie” I opened the door regretting it. A girl stood in a white gown with a pale white face and scruffed hair she –pointed at me. Her eyes focused on me. Then out of nowhere she let out a ear piercing scream! I fainted! I woke up she was mumbling some words some of the words sounded like a foreign language …….. |
As I walked through the hall I heard a noise thundering through the walls! The I heard a scream behind me I looked and she said something it sounded like a foreige language. She was in a white dress, pointing at me. As I ran through the halls, trying to get away from her, she crawled on the floor like a tiger. It looked like she wanted something. She was only little. It said angel on her dress! I asked her a question but I couldn’t understand her!
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I walked across the landing to my bedroom. When I got closer, I heard voices above my head. Cautiously, I put my ear to the wall. Sure enough, I heard strange voices. Some of the words sounded like a foreign language! Slowly, I crept to the cupboard ad grabbed the ladder. “Amy, what are you doing? “Called my mum up the stairs. “nothing, “ I called. Slowly, I climbed up the ladder and opened the door. There, sat a … |
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The Foreign Ghost
Darkness descended and had swallowed up all that could be seen throughout what once was a heaving city of Wales. It was soundless not even the tweeting birds could be heard or the chatting of people. It was then that my imagination ran wild. It took me back to 2007 when something strange happened. I was in my house alone at midnight when the clocks hands started to twirl forward into the morning so I crept upstairs and got into my comfy bed and pulled the quilt over me. Someone spoke… some of the words sounded like a foreign language.
The Frowned Foreign Man
Suddenly, the ferries horn beamed across Wales. I arrived at Wales. When I stood off the ferry I wondered where to go. But then a village was far ahead and over the mountains. I clenched on a slippery rock and hoping not to fall, but luckily I got on top of the mountain. But… the village disappeared; Suddenly I fell down a hole it felt like it wouldn’t end. Moments later I landed and a voice said some words it sounded like a foreign language. I introduced gently hello? But I couldn’t understand…
Oh no! Wrong Bus
The sound of Mr Fahey’s Newcastle accent rang in my ears. Yes! It was 3:10 nearly home time! Luckily, I had slept through the boring Literacy lesson. 5, 4,3,2,1 HOME TIME! “Woo hoo” I shouted.
Today I was going home on the bus, the number 46. “46, 46, 46, 46” I mumbled to myself 64, 64, 64 no 46! I saw a bus at the bus stop. It was the number 46. No its 64 and the bus driver some of the words sounded like a foreign language Welsh! Oh no! What am I going to do?
The mysterious voice
As I wondered through the forest I heard the sound of a foreign langue the closer I got to the heart of the forest the louder it got. Kept wondering then all of a sudden I tripped over. As I got up I saw a statue of a frog than I saw a fire and I realised that this was where the foreign language was coming from. Then I herd
Voice again but this time it seemed to echo. I started to look for clues but then I stepped on a pressure plate and a door opened in a tree
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