Leila Week 21

.“Grandma can you tell me a story.”
“Ah yes my child.”
 “I shall tell you about my childhood”.
“When I was a child I decided to go for a walk in our old garden you see we lived in the family house that had been in the family for centuries and as I was walking through the garden I saw something shiny near the creek. I realized that it was a whistle, so I picked it up and I washed it in the creek and I took it back to the house to show my father. As I was about to show him, a whistle blew and everyone disappeared.
“What did you do grandma.”
"Well I was panicking and then I thought to myself why don't I blow my whistle and see what happens."

Mia Week 21

Dear Diary today a hungry eagle came to Miacat Metropolis. A whistle blew and everyone disappeared. When the  Captain  blows his  loud whistle that means we have to dive into the closest tunnel.The Miacat Monsters  go out and fight the predator. I peeped out the tunnel and saw little Mikey hidden in the sand with a straw in his mouth and a  cobra’s jaw in his hand. The eagle stepped on little Mikey and then he jabbed the poisonous  jaw into the eagle's leg. The eagle staggered and then died.

It's unfair that my LITTLE brother gets to be in the Miacat Monsters and I don't, just because I’m a girl.

Mia Week 20

                                           The Midnight Statue

The statue sits, patiently anticipating midnight. 11:58 11:59 then a traveller sitting next to the statue looks up from his book and sees a silver rusted hand in front of  him.

“ Howdy”,  said the statue.

Have you ever heard the screeching outside your window when he walks around at night with his rusty unoiled legs and arms?

Do you know why the statue is a statue?

Well at midnight on Halloween a black cat came and sat on his lap. The cat murmured. The man felt himself turning to metal. The cat jumped off him, turned, looked over her shoulder and gave a nasty smile then she happily walked off.

Leila week 20

There’s a statue in  towns park,
 that sits on the park bench,
 waiting and waiting and waiting,
for what
 nobody knows 
but all I know is that he is waiting.
 I sit and wonder
 and ponder
 about who he is?
 About what he thinks?
 If he is sad ?
 if he is waiting for a train? 
What is he waiting for? .
And then in the dark and dead of midnight
 I snuck out tiptoe and sat next to him
 and I told him my questions
 and then I heard a creak
 and he said
I wait for the one hundredth year to move again
 I am cursed by the evil wizard Merlin