Tsuyoshi read to Vimbi

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Mitchell reads his story about dinosaurs

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What is the strange light coming from behind the wall?

"Isra... Isra... Isra!!!"
For the fourth time this week Mrs. Thompson was snapping her fingers in my face, trying to get my attention; I CANT HELP IT SCHOOL IS JUST SO BORING!
I looked up and around the room to find everyone staring at me, like I had just killed a thousand people. Then I found an infuriated teacher who glared at me with wide eyes that were smothered with eyeliner, mascara, and BRIGHT pink eyeshadow.
"Detention will be waiting for you today"
Well, I'm definitely gonna be soul destroyed today. That was my fourth detention for the week; and probably the 350th time in the school year.
Just as I was going to the naughty corner, (yes, that's right, I'm 13 and I still have to be put in the naughty corner) there was a bright light in the corner of my eye. I turned to investigate.
It's coming from behind the whiteboard!? Who puts a light behind a whiteboard!?
I interrupt a math session and accidentally rubbed off the complicated math equation that is "Oh so easy!"
I touched the glowing purple light until... BOOM!
The whiteboard slid to the right like a sliding door.
There inside that whiteboard sitting on a glowing purple chair was someone everyone hated, someone I hated, someone called Justin Bieber.
It speaks
"Greetings fellow earthling."
Woah he really is a geek.
"You no like detention?"
I nodded
"Come with me then! To a secret place called Narnia!"
He held out his hand and waited for a reply.
Well... I could face that I'll be expelled sooner or later... Or I could leave this place and go to my dreamland!
"See ya nerds! I'm out!"
I took his hand and jumped inside a room filled with nothing but blackness.
The loser ditched me!
I walked around the room for a while until...
BAM!
I was lying in a hospital bed, clueless, not knowing what happened. I looked to my right and found my mum.
"Why am I here?"
"You ran into the whiteboard because you thought Justin Bieber was somehow inside it."
"Ohhh..."
"And you were expelled."
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Who is the Little Monster Eating all the Ice Cream?

"I am never ever babysitting again!" I screamed slamming the front door.That little monster ruined my weekend. First, as I walked in the door I got a face full of shaving cream and soap. I hadn't been here in a long time and I'm glad about it. I swear that thing had at least four cups of coffee before I came. He would not stop moving. I was so close to duct taping his mouth and tying him to a chair. But I'm not that mean.
Three hours; that was the deal. Unfortunately the parents decided to stay out for one more hour.
"They better pay me for this" I mumbled. I texted my friend about my troubles (mainly the little monster). She replied that she was near by and that she would come over as fast as she could. Walking into the lounge she said,
"So where is he?"
"Dunno," was all I replied flopping onto the couch. The T.V was blaring with some kids show but I didn't care. A small slurping noise came from the bathroom. Giving each other a questioning look we stood up silently. Making our way to the bathroom I heard a clatter.
" What was that?" she asked in a frightened voice. I opened the door quickly and we burst into the room!
"You little monster!!!" I screamed. The slurping stopped. That thing was sitting on the floor eating out of the ice cream container. I marched him outside, turned and started yelling. I didn't stop till my throat was raw. I calmed down after awhile. When my friend was leaving she asked,
"So how do you know him?"
"Unfortunately he is my little brother."
By Zora Rodricks :)
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Why is Mr O'Neill So Glum?

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Our winning essay from Daniel this week
It's the start of a new week when I'm tired and too lazy to come to school. I always feel like this at the start of a new week, but as soon as I walk through the school gates, I feel renewed and have a joyful smile on my face knowing my friends are waiting for me. Friends I think are the best part about school; but teachers I'm not to bothered about them. I do respect them for helping all of us kids, but sometimes they bring their problems to school. But there is one lad I admire and that's Mr O, short for Mr O'Neill. He's our school principal; he yells a lot, but he's only doing the right thing, just trying to make the school a better place and I respect that.
Lunch time's finished but I don't want to go inside. Us boys were having a good kick around playing football. But soon enough the duty teacher comes around and rains on our parade and we are forced to go inside. As I casually walk in through the office, I hear someone moping and whimpering. I thought all the teachers have smiles on their faces on Monday, but I guess one isn't so lucky today.
I look at Mrs Hill, concerned, but she doesn't pay any attention to the look on my face. So I walk to Mr O'Neill's office noticing I am getting closer to the sounds of sadness. I see Mr O 'Neill sitting at his desk, with his head tillted downwards. Now I'm even more concerned knowing it's my fav man Mr O. To tell the truth I've never actually been in Mr O'Neill's office. I'm pretty well behaved (if you no what I mean). I nosy around the room and surprise I see Reece Mastine..... YES! Reece Mastine posters all over the walls. I go blind for a second then finally getting to my senses. I see Mr O'Neill's head has finally popped up. I feel I have disturbed him for entering his Reece Mastine head space.
Before I can get out he screams at me like a little girl. As I race back to the class room, I try to forget the tragic scene I was in. You know, I've seem MrO'Neill telling people off outside his office. Well I guess you know why, huh.

The next day as I wake I swing open the curtains. It's a stunning day outside. But then Mr O pops into my head..... Oh well let's forget about him it's a lovely day outside. I'm set and ready for school so I'm off.
I arrive at school seeing all the kids playing outside enjoying the sun. Then out of the corner of my eye I catch Mr O'Neill. Mr O usually enjoys the sun, but he just walks across the playground dragging his feet along with him.
I enter the office about to ask Mrs Hill what on earth is wrong with Mr O. I come to a halt. Stopping myself. I think before I ask and remember the Reece Mastin posters. Didn't Reece Mastin have a concert in New Zealand. Yes he did I remember. Mr O must have missed the concert. That's why he's so depressed. He's obviously crazy about the guy.
I storm out of the office door, not minding anyone else, so as to end this reign of terror. I stride over to Mr O and tap him on the shoulder. He surprisingly turns around still moping. I reach my arm out so it's able to touch his face then I shockingly give him a good old slap right across his face. It is pretty ghastly. Mr O'Neill stops moping and looks directly at mme. I look back in terror wondering what's going to happen next.
His face gets even redder causing the slap mark to become camouflaged, and he yells,"DETENTION!" Well at least my favorite man is back to normal.

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