Become a published blog author

So, you think you can do this, too? - Write the next chapter of THE BOOK and keep your readers hooked? - Do a better job than the teacher authors?
BRILLIANT!! Go for it!!
Email me your version of the next chapter and I will post the winning texts on the blog. Email your text to: d.goodall@ghs.school.nz
By the way, if you are in year 1 or 2, you might want to draw a picture of the setting with a great caption written by you or a poem about one of the characters.
Good luck and happy writing!



Friday, 14 March 2014

Amber Hodgson's Chapter 2


The wooden floor creaked tightly as I tip toed into Vicky’s room. I slowly open the door and see her curled up in bed with Missa.
“Pssht,” I whisper, I still wasn’t quite so sure about letting a monster living with us but Vicky sure seemed comfortable!
My whisper awoke little, tired, grumpy Vicky. She wiped her eyes,
“Matt? Is that you? What are you doing in my room at..”
She checks her clock.
“3am!!”
“Sorry, I was just making sure you’re okay, you know, sleeping in the same bed as a monster,” I answer quietly knowing by her red baggy eyes and facial expression that she is very grumpy.
I start to walk out of her room.
“Wait. Matt, I’m scared. Missa might have to leave,”
I look at her with a surprised look.
“Well of course Missa will have to leave Vicky, that’s the plan,”
I see tears form in her big blue sparkly eyes. They glimmer with shiny water filling them.
“But, I don’t want Missa to leave,”
“Missa don’t want to leave either. Missa miss you!” says Missa.
“Missa, I didn’t know you were awake,” I say.
We chat. Of course I was on track about wanting Missa to leave, and I thought Vicky was too, but now that I know it would upset her, I’m not so sure, maybe Missa needs to stay. The window was covered with steamy condensation dribbling down the window pane. It was irritating me, so I wiped it with my cold hand. As I wipe it, I see something extraordinary, a spaceship! The spaceship was purple covered with gooey, shiny green slime and silver, sparkly stars around the edge, it was magnificent!
But Vicky and I both know what happens next isn’t so glamorous. The spaceship opens with a loud clank and steam. Two monsters, similar looking to Missa, approached us.
“Wissa is my name. This is Lissa. We have come for Missa,” Wissa says.
Tears fill up in Vicky’s eyes again, but this time, in mine too.
“Missa gonna miss you Vicky, and Missa miss you too Matt,” Yells Missa from the spaceship door that is slowly closing.
We are going to miss you too Missa, we’ll miss you too.

1 comment:

  1. I wonder where you could take the story from here, Amber? Maybe the children could try and follow Missa, or Missa takes Vicky with her and Matt has to try and find her ...

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