Monday, 23 September 2019

Day 1: The humongous Fish Day 2: The Impossible Bridge Day Tree: The Magic Tree

When the Vikings were born, a fish was born too. Not like the usual small snapper, but is was elephantine in size. This fish was a snapper, and every fisherman in the world wanted to catch it. So it hid. It slept through the nights and the days, waiting to be free once more. But one day, he fell asleep and almost died. When he woke up, his fin was a house with a miniature boat. The eye of that sinister fish was red. He was angrier than a Hornet! The Snapper rumbled with anger, like an earthquake striking a city. The family that lived inside that miniature house, looked out there window with shock They were really moving. They could see ripples forming in the water below. As, they were moving swiftly, they were screaming with fear,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Where would they go now??

The fish pulled up against the Grand Canyon, the family jumped of and were glad that they were on solid ground.
Slowly, the sun rose over the horizon as the golden rays hit the floor of the Grand Canyon. The horrified family huddled by a bridge that looked impossible to cross. At the bottom of the  canyon, bones and dust lay there like  statues.  By 8 O'clock, the moon was shining like the stars in the heavens. Scared, the colossal snapper swam away, never to be seen again. Anxiously and carefully, the family ran by some blown down trees. The wind blew loudly, as it whistled, Getttttt out of here. As they ran, they heard something growl in the trees. They froze. Something furious, with sharp teeth and shagged claws leaped out of nowhere, launching  like a plane. They spotted a bridge that was broken and that had missing pallets. They ran as fast as the wind. The wind blew the bridge, this way, and that way. This was the only was out. There is no turning back now. They sprinted across the broken bridge. As the ran, they heard the mysterious creature, howl loudly. They ran and sprinted, not to look back. Where would they go now??

  • Once a tree formed, not like all the other lanky trees, wide trees, or even rotten trees. This tree had a portal that only special people like Donald Trump could enter. Everything was normal until the war. WW3 World War 3. 3 nuclear bombs were going to be released . Only one family survived. This family had a great adventure. They rode on a giant snapper, they got chased by a mysterious creature , and now survived 3 nuclear bombs. Everything and everyone in America, died. Only one tree stood. It was the magic tree. Everything that family had suffered, had come from that one tree. They were planning on destroying the tree, once and for all.  When they got there, it was heavily guarded. It was guarded by Wolves and Bears. It was bare and deserted. An orange light shone like the Sun behind the Wolves and the Bears. Orange mist was everywhere.  The fog was thicker than a tree. You could hardly see anything. This tree had a hole inside it. And inside that hole. Another dimension lay. This dimension had a Moon like Earth's Moon. Green mist was everywhere in this dimension, with weird sounds coming from in there. They wondered how they would get in. At midnight, the Moon shone like the Sun. Slowly and carefully, they creeped around the tree quietly and anxiously.  This tree was different to the other trees. It contained magic. They wondered how they were going destroy it.
  • The End


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