“Where is it?” I asked. “I don’t know” She said. We were searching for the lost treasure of Miracuden. We were in a cave, where the legend says it’s supposed to be. We’ve been searching for years, but so far we haven’t found it. “Hang on, I’ve found something!” She said. I went over to where she was looking. There was a chest, half sticking out of the hole she’d been digging. We dug it out all the way and looked inside. I couldn’t believe it! It was the lost treasure of Miracuden! This was awesome, but where would we hide it all?
I really love cheesy dibbles
To me they’re like a dog and his kibbles
When I see them my mouth dribbles
Oh, the orange crunch
I eat them for lunch
I munch and munch and munch
The orange powder I lick
They make me anything but sick
They’re so deliciously good,
Eat them forever I could,
Because I really love cheesy dibbles!
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The drill started screaming as soon as it was turned on. It slashed around at everything around it.
It destroyed the asphalt with it’s gigantic metal hand.
The drill angrily smashed the building to pieces, screaming about his pain.
The grey metal of the drill was scratched from going into battle with asphalt a million times.
The drill madly mashed the footpath to rubble.
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It was my birthday yesterday. We celebrated with lots of cake, balloons and presents. All of my friends came over. The cake was white chocolate flavoured. My favourite! But then it started to get bad. A candle fell into the cake and the cake burst into flame. Then a spark flew onto the curtains and set them alight. We put them out, but the curtains still got wrecked. Mum said she will take us out swimming tomorrow to make up for it, but I still felt sad. I hope next year will turn out better.
Onomatopoeia and alliteration car chase poem
Wee woo! Sirens wail.
Bang! Buildings burn and churn.
Screech! Shatter! Smash!
Crash! Another car destroyed.
Coins clatter on the ground.
Jewels stolen by the pound.
Guns break glass.
Alarms shout and scream.
Helicopter lights beam.
Pow! Poor police perish.
Black trampolines and colourful mats
The rock climbing walls cast shadows on the floor
The quiet bounce of the trampolines is hardly heard over the shouts of kids
The soft material of the trampoline is like a giant pillow
How does this stretchy material hold my weight?
How was this fantastic place created?
I feel so free when I fly through the air
Though my stomach turns to jelly when I look down from the high obstacle course
I feel so free when I soar through the air. So free. So free.
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