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!



Thursday, 13 March 2014

Wow, the possibilities! Check out Grace's and Cary's versions of chapter 2!


The floorboards groaned as my quivering feet collapsed on the cold wooden floor. My eyes rolled back and forth to the sound of Missa’s howling sobs.  The white lace curtains swayed in the draught coming from the approaching storm.
I lifted my head to see Vicky comforting Missa.
“Missa scared, Missa needs help”, she said in her shrill voice. “Missa long way from home.”

Vicky clasped Missa to her chest and held her tight.
I wonder what we could do? She seemed so lost and scared.
Missa snuggled into Vicky’s shoulder, and made soothing gasps as she lay there. Vicky leaned forward to wipe a salty purple tear that was trickling down the side of Missa’s face, with her finger. Suddenly Vicky gave a sharp yelp, “OUCH, I think Missa bit me” I reached across and tried to pull Missa away from Vicky, but she was firmly attached. From the middle of her blob like body a tube had entered Vicky’s flesh and the outer parts where starting to stick to her freckly skin.
“GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OF, ITS STINGING”.
I tried to pull it away, but the purple jelly just slipped through my fingers and reattached itself more firmly. We had no clue what to do!

After a while the purple jelly part dissolved and withered away leaving, a small pin prick mark. A short time after Vicky laid her head back and her eyes rolled up into her head. Her skin began to turn purple and I could see a strange thing happening beneath her skin. She let out a small sigh and her body contorted and there before my eyes stood a large intimidating purple creature.  “Who are you? I said and where is Vicky?”  “I AM MISSA FROM THE PLANET PLUTO AND OUR MISSION IS TO TAKE OVER THE PLANET EARTH.  Millions of us are ready to invade, now I have established a gate way through Vicky”. 
“You can’t”, I said.
 “Watch me”, he said. Just then I felt a small tickling sensation on my cheek. My hand reached up and I felt a jelly like substance on my face. I started to scream. Just at that moment I felt a sharp prick into the side of my face.

 By Grace Heagren


I stared at the blob, unsure what to do, as my sister held it in her arms. Finally I knew we had to get to the spaceship and help fix it. "Where is your spaceship?" I asked, but the blob just stared at me like I was crazy. My sister quietly giggled and this made the blob laugh loudly too. It wasn't like a normal laugh though, it sounded like a mixture between a cow and a pig. It was also VERY loud! My sister quickly whispered "shhhh shhhh!" into the blob's face and the blob started to wail even louder than it did before and made too much noise. The blob wiggled out of Vicky's arms and started throwing everything it could. It looked right at the lamp beside Vicky's bed, but I grabbed it before the blue blob could.

This time my Mum and Dad woke up and I could hear them moaning and groaning as they got up out of their old, creaky bed. Their footsteps were getting closer and closer. We had to hide the blob! I tightly grabbed the blob into my hands and it started throwing a tantrum. "Missa I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to put you in a box for a minute so you don't get seen by my parents. Okay?"
"Missa don't want to get caught by p-­‐p-­‐parents!" I found a box under Vicky's bed next to where the strange blue blob was and put it in. I saw a tear in Vicky's eyes, but just as I was going to ask why, the door opened widely and my exhausted and very annoyed parents walked in.
"What are you doing!" cried my Mum.
"Vicky had a nightmare and I came to see if she was okay", I replied. Everyone looked over at Vicky and she slowly nodded.
"What was all that noise then?" asked Dad not to convinced.
"I...... tripped over Vicky's dolls. They are always all over her floor and they never get tidied up!"
"Okay, just go back to bed now. And no more noise!" said Dad just
wanting to go back to bed to get some sleep. I stood up and followed my Mum and Dad, but when I got to the door, I turned back and winked at Vicky. She knew what that meant.
I jumped back into bed and my mum came in to kiss me goodnight again. I waited for 5 minutes to make sure my Mum and Dad had gone to sleep. I opened my door and I could hear my Dad snoring like he always did. Even though the hallway was very long, I could hear the snoring as loud as a lion's roar! I tiptoed past the bathroom. I could hear the branches from the big oak tree tapping the bathroom window, like it wanted to come inside into the warmth.
I tried to open Vicky's door quietly but her door wasn't like mine so it creaked loudly. I turned the light on and looked around Vicky's room, but there was no sign of her. The box that I had put the blue blob in from Pluto was in the middle of the floor on top of the rainbow mat and the lid was next to it. Where were the blob and my sister?

By Carys Budding 

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