Scary Story

The door slowly opened and a person with a black ski mask and a bloody knife walked in. As I had a second to think of what was happening, I realized my flatemate must have been stabbed. So I open my sidetable draw and pulle out a fully loaded gun, then I fire three shots to their head. Meanwhile I hear my flatmate gasping for air. I ran as fast as I could to the phone. An ambulance was there within a matter of minutes. As i'm retracing what happened I realize it was just my imagination.

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TED TALKS

come check out these awesome TED Talks. I watched this one recently I thought it was really interesting. Also you can subscribe and get updates from them.

the 1 i watched recently: ed.ted.com/lessons/how-does-your-brain-respond-to-pain-karen-d-davis

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my poem

My Magic Box

I will put in my box

 

A book with a secret name that is unknown,

A mouthful of the whitest shimmer from the sparkling sea,

A flying spark from a scaly dragon.

 

I will put in my box

 

Seven silver wishes spoken in Swahiti,

The last cry from the ancient dragons,

The first word from the modern world.

 

I will put in my box

 

A 13th month, unlucky for some,

A golden moon and a silver sun,

A blue beach and a yellow sea.

 

My box is fashioned from

Fire, silk and air, with magic on the lid and hope in the corners, its hinges are wing joints of unicorns.

 

I shall ride in my box, on the great winged horses, of the foreign lands, then ride ashore on luscious green grass the colours of the mighty dragons, that once lived on earth.

 

 

 

By Sophie