Children's

The Strange Dream

I waited for an hour, two hours and three hours

Tomas's Dream Adventures

Tomas had had a big day. His mummy gently kissed his forehead and said "I love you angel. Have sweet dreams. Tomas smiled, closed his eyes and waited for his dreams to come.

Fate's lie

Nate crept low to the ground, his slender frame searching for hidden treasures amongst the undergrowth of the forest. Using his imagination, the winding path before him became a hidden trail leading to untold secrets. The trees became home to the evil creatures barring his path, determined to stop him reaching his goal. The call of the birds became the cries of the lookouts on the prowl for those who would steal the fabulous treasure waiting to be unearthed. Within his mind, Nate was the last person that could save the world. No one else was as brave or as strong or clever as he, and no one else knew the secret trail that he stood upon right now. Only a few more steps and he would¦

A Slaves Tale

This story was written when i was studying slave importation in history last year ,but i've since improved on it.

The Curse

James Pawlawney yawned hugely. It was supper time at the Pawlawney household, at 8:00pm. Every member of the family was tired, except the children's parents.

Rubber Covered Brake Unloaded Castors

...she saw the meatless skeleton of a turtle, lying ramshackle in the surf, bedecked in claret seaweed and what seemed to be a piece of bin liner tangled in its ribcage. The keratin scutes that gave the shell its distinctive armour-plate pattern were gone, but the cartilagenous structure beneath was still intact, making it, unquestionably, a turtle.

To Drive

To drive A bike, a car A big brown truck Someday I shall be filled with luck I'll drive one down the busy street And wave to everyone I meet And shout "no time for me to stay!" And up and dri

THE COLOUR YELLOW

Yellow was my colour When I was only two; Although my parents thought I would look better dressed in blue. I would grab at balloons, Golden yellow like the sun, I would snatch yellow balls, The food put on my plate, Was always much too green, Oh! how I would have liked A dish of yellow ice cream. I loved warm buttered toast, And scrambled eggs were good, But the thing I liked the most, Was yellow custard with my pud.

Give Them Cake

A young lad hits back a message at some unfair traetment .

The Fantastic Journey

A family of travellers find a world beyond our understanding .