I was going to read some monster plots this evening but I got distracted reading this superb troll story by Kaya from St Hardulph's. It's so good that I had to share it. I'm sure Kaya won't mind.
Here's Kaya's blurb to whet your appetite:
This story is about a boy called Jackson who tells a friend a secret but when he tells his friend, some things go wrong. His troll gets out of hand. How will they fix it? Find out yourselves! What will happen?
Kaya - if you're reading this, I've written you some feedback and sent it to your teacher to give to you personally.
If anybody else would like to write their own stories over half term, I would love to read them.
My Troll
By Kaya
It was a dark night; it was a horrifying night. The doors creaked the walls banged the pipes made a drip drop noise.
Jackson had a secret but he couldn’t hold it in for much longer. Whilst Jackson was in bed he was wondering about who to tell his secret to.
Suddenly he heard a noise saying, “JACKSON!”
He was horrified he grabbed his duvet and made sure that nothing could catch him or in this case eat him. The shadow came closer it looked like a gooey, white faced monster. He grabbed Mr Twiddles (his teddy) and started to turn red. The shadow approached. He hid, it was too late for Jackson.
The monster said,“JACKSON YOU'RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!”
Jackson looked up it, it was his mum he started giggling Jackson sniggered
“It’s only mum, Mr Twiddles.”
And the white face was her face mask.
His mum was not impressed.
He remembered about telling the secret and he knew who he was going to tell, his best friend Tilly; even though she is a girl he doesn’t care. Then he shot out of bed and got dressed as fast as he could. When he was ready he ate his food as fast as Usain Bolt. He kissed Mr Twiddles and was off to school. On the way he met the school bully that is well Charlie. He takes diner money calls you fat face and attacks you only if he needs to. So he tried to avoid him and he got away with it.
At school he found Tilly. He ran to Tilly and whispered, “I’ve got a secret.”
Tilly smirked at Jackson. “What is the secret Jackson?” said Tilly.
“Well,” sniggered Jackson.
Tilly smirked again and then turned red. “WAIT DON’T TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!” said Tilly
“UMM NO!” said Jackson.
Jackson whispered the secret to Tilly.
“YOU’VE GOT A TROLL LIVING UNDER YOUR BED!” said Tilly with all her excitement.
“Yes,” whispered Jackson.
“COOL!” shouted Tilly.
“Come to my place after school I’ll show you his hideout.”
“Why do you need a hideout when your troll lives under your bed?”asked Tilly.
“Because sometimes my mum has to tidy my room up even under the bed.”
After school Jackson put old clothes on but Tilly didn’t know why. Jackson got some of his sisters VERY old clothes.
“Why do you need your sisters clothes Jackson?” asked Tilly again.
Jackson smiled at Tilly.
She knew why, they were for her.
Jackson ran to his room quickly scooping up a green ball.
He ran into the garden and did a hand signal to Tilly. Tilly ran to Jackson and looked in his arms. The ball opened. It was a troll, a baby troll.
“WHAT’S HIS NAME? WHERE DID YOU FIND HIM? TELL ME PLEASE!”shouted Tilly.
It was kind of fat and slimy and its face was as chubby as a hamster with his face stuffed with nuts. But then the troll jumped out of his arms and waddled off. Jackson didn’t notice but Tilly did. Tilly tried to tell Jackson but he wouldn’t stop muttering about his den.
“JACKSON PLEASE, LISTEN!” shouted Tilly.
Jackson realized that Mike (the troll) wasn’t there.
“OH NO!” shouted Jackson.
They tried to find him in the garden, under the swing, upstairs, down stairs, his room, his sister’s room and the boggy toilet. They couldn’t find him anywhere it was a mystery.
“No point calling the police they would laugh in our faces,” said Jackson with his worried face on.
Then Tilly and Jackson knew he wasn’t in the house or garden. He had gone outside for an adventure.
“Well how long has it been since he saw his real family Jackson?” asked Tilly, looking worried as well.
Jackson scratched his head. “UMM,” said Jackson
“Where did you find him Jackson?” said Tilly, with some anger.
“Come, I’ll take you to the den. I’ve got a calendar and it says when I found him.”
So they went up to the den and all the information was in shreds and
“OH NO”
Teeth marks or known as troll marks.
“MIKE!” shouted Tilly and Jackson.
Now they were more eager to find him.
Tilly looked on the street and Jackson looked for more evidence in the den but there was only troll marks and poo droppings.
“YUCK!” shouted Jackson.
Tilly ran to Jackson straight away. “WHAT, WHAT IS IT, JACKSON!” said Tilly.
“POO!” shouted Jackson.
Tilly smiled she picked the poo up and scooped it into a bag and ran home with Jackson following her.
Tilly was weird but very smart, her room is a science lab and tests all her stuff. She even had a telescope.
Suddenly there was a noise GRRR noise. It sounded like a lion. It echoed through the sky. Then there was a stomping noise.
STOMP, STOMP, STOMP
They shivered.
It came closer and Jackson knew for sure that this time it wasn’t his mum. A big foot stamped on the garden, ruining all the plants and trees. They looked out the window Mike was no longer a baby he was an …
… Adult! He was so fat and tall no way he could hide like other trolls.
“FEW!” said Jackson
Tilly started crying.
“UMM TILLY,” said Jackson.
“My garden it’s ruined,” said Tilly, crying her eyes out.
Jackson patted her on the back and said sorry about 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times.
Tilly felt a bit better but…
Her dog got squished! She was devastated.
So that made her eager to make a shrinking poison. She told Jackson. He agreed. So well Tilly already had a shrinking poison for her just in case box so they tried to shrink him/Mike but there wasn’t the right amount they needed more so they went on another journey to her granddad’s to get more. Luckily he had two suit cases full; this was bound to work. So when they went back they chucked it onto Mike and it…
WORKED
He was back to his normal size
But would he grow again…
Here's Kaya's blurb to whet your appetite:
This story is about a boy called Jackson who tells a friend a secret but when he tells his friend, some things go wrong. His troll gets out of hand. How will they fix it? Find out yourselves! What will happen?
Kaya - if you're reading this, I've written you some feedback and sent it to your teacher to give to you personally.
If anybody else would like to write their own stories over half term, I would love to read them.
My Troll
By Kaya
It was a dark night; it was a horrifying night. The doors creaked the walls banged the pipes made a drip drop noise.
Jackson had a secret but he couldn’t hold it in for much longer. Whilst Jackson was in bed he was wondering about who to tell his secret to.
Suddenly he heard a noise saying, “JACKSON!”
He was horrified he grabbed his duvet and made sure that nothing could catch him or in this case eat him. The shadow came closer it looked like a gooey, white faced monster. He grabbed Mr Twiddles (his teddy) and started to turn red. The shadow approached. He hid, it was too late for Jackson.
The monster said,“JACKSON YOU'RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!”
Jackson looked up it, it was his mum he started giggling Jackson sniggered
“It’s only mum, Mr Twiddles.”
And the white face was her face mask.
His mum was not impressed.
He remembered about telling the secret and he knew who he was going to tell, his best friend Tilly; even though she is a girl he doesn’t care. Then he shot out of bed and got dressed as fast as he could. When he was ready he ate his food as fast as Usain Bolt. He kissed Mr Twiddles and was off to school. On the way he met the school bully that is well Charlie. He takes diner money calls you fat face and attacks you only if he needs to. So he tried to avoid him and he got away with it.
At school he found Tilly. He ran to Tilly and whispered, “I’ve got a secret.”
Tilly smirked at Jackson. “What is the secret Jackson?” said Tilly.
“Well,” sniggered Jackson.
Tilly smirked again and then turned red. “WAIT DON’T TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!” said Tilly
“UMM NO!” said Jackson.
Jackson whispered the secret to Tilly.
“YOU’VE GOT A TROLL LIVING UNDER YOUR BED!” said Tilly with all her excitement.
“Yes,” whispered Jackson.
“COOL!” shouted Tilly.
“Come to my place after school I’ll show you his hideout.”
“Why do you need a hideout when your troll lives under your bed?”asked Tilly.
“Because sometimes my mum has to tidy my room up even under the bed.”
After school Jackson put old clothes on but Tilly didn’t know why. Jackson got some of his sisters VERY old clothes.
“Why do you need your sisters clothes Jackson?” asked Tilly again.
Jackson smiled at Tilly.
She knew why, they were for her.
Jackson ran to his room quickly scooping up a green ball.
He ran into the garden and did a hand signal to Tilly. Tilly ran to Jackson and looked in his arms. The ball opened. It was a troll, a baby troll.
“WHAT’S HIS NAME? WHERE DID YOU FIND HIM? TELL ME PLEASE!”shouted Tilly.
It was kind of fat and slimy and its face was as chubby as a hamster with his face stuffed with nuts. But then the troll jumped out of his arms and waddled off. Jackson didn’t notice but Tilly did. Tilly tried to tell Jackson but he wouldn’t stop muttering about his den.
“JACKSON PLEASE, LISTEN!” shouted Tilly.
Jackson realized that Mike (the troll) wasn’t there.
“OH NO!” shouted Jackson.
They tried to find him in the garden, under the swing, upstairs, down stairs, his room, his sister’s room and the boggy toilet. They couldn’t find him anywhere it was a mystery.
“No point calling the police they would laugh in our faces,” said Jackson with his worried face on.
Then Tilly and Jackson knew he wasn’t in the house or garden. He had gone outside for an adventure.
“Well how long has it been since he saw his real family Jackson?” asked Tilly, looking worried as well.
Jackson scratched his head. “UMM,” said Jackson
“Where did you find him Jackson?” said Tilly, with some anger.
“Come, I’ll take you to the den. I’ve got a calendar and it says when I found him.”
So they went up to the den and all the information was in shreds and
“OH NO”
Teeth marks or known as troll marks.
“MIKE!” shouted Tilly and Jackson.
Now they were more eager to find him.
Tilly looked on the street and Jackson looked for more evidence in the den but there was only troll marks and poo droppings.
“YUCK!” shouted Jackson.
Tilly ran to Jackson straight away. “WHAT, WHAT IS IT, JACKSON!” said Tilly.
“POO!” shouted Jackson.
Tilly smiled she picked the poo up and scooped it into a bag and ran home with Jackson following her.
Tilly was weird but very smart, her room is a science lab and tests all her stuff. She even had a telescope.
Suddenly there was a noise GRRR noise. It sounded like a lion. It echoed through the sky. Then there was a stomping noise.
STOMP, STOMP, STOMP
They shivered.
It came closer and Jackson knew for sure that this time it wasn’t his mum. A big foot stamped on the garden, ruining all the plants and trees. They looked out the window Mike was no longer a baby he was an …
… Adult! He was so fat and tall no way he could hide like other trolls.
“FEW!” said Jackson
Tilly started crying.
“UMM TILLY,” said Jackson.
“My garden it’s ruined,” said Tilly, crying her eyes out.
Jackson patted her on the back and said sorry about 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times.
Tilly felt a bit better but…
Her dog got squished! She was devastated.
So that made her eager to make a shrinking poison. She told Jackson. He agreed. So well Tilly already had a shrinking poison for her just in case box so they tried to shrink him/Mike but there wasn’t the right amount they needed more so they went on another journey to her granddad’s to get more. Luckily he had two suit cases full; this was bound to work. So when they went back they chucked it onto Mike and it…
WORKED
He was back to his normal size
But would he grow again…
The End
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