I HATE WITCHES

by Erin Barnes, Age 10

Witches witches flying by the moon

I sit down and watch them zoom zoom zoom

I wish I could throw them in a pot of stew

And watch their ugly heads and lips turn blue

I want to pull out a BB gun

And watch them scream and run run run

I hate witches so so much

That I want to pull their hair and such

I want to steal their book of spells

And make everything they have have stinky smells

When they cook I will mix up all of their ingredients

To make them feel sick and to teach them obedience

I want to throw a bomb at their home

And put them on a ship and send them to Rome

Witches witches are buffoons

Flying flying by the moon

When they tumble and hurt their knee

I will laugh and say hee hee

I will sit and watch them cry

I’ll laugh and yell out die die die

My friend said every day one dies

If that is true who wants party pies ?

Witches witches flying by the moon

I bet I will get them soon

One summers night I was going to bed. Dad read a story. A spooky story. It was about a girl who found a wardrobe which led into a strange land called Monsterville.

The next day I woke up and found a big, old wardrobe in my room. I wondered where it came from. I thought and thought and thought. I got dressed and brushed my teeth. Now the problem started.

I walked over just for a peek. I opened it very fast.

“Oh, oh” I said.

A big bug jumped out!

I found the wardrobe in the book, so tht’s where it came from. The book of course.

I had to warn the villagers of danger.

I kicked the big bug into the wardrobe and closed the door. I jumped out of the window to go and warn the villagers.

I called out and said “be careful, bugs will take over!”. Everyone laughed.

I went back home and packed. I took the wardrobe too. I followed the book. I passed Perth, New Zealand, and went into the desert. Finally I put the wardrobe in the big space. It was suddenly bright all around me, then went back to normal and the wardrobe disappeared.

I went back home and everyone believed me.

My mums name is Lisa .

Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown.

She likes the color blue.

My mum is a photographer, she  does  great work.

She likes to play on the computer .

Her 2 favourite sports are swimming and running .

Most of all I love my mum!

The sky is blue
The sun is hot
The summer days are here.
The best time of the year.
We laugh with friends.
We sing with dolls.
Summer days,summer ways!

Once there was a girl named Miss Black.

See, Miss Black is called Miss Black because she ate black.

She talked to black. She lived in black.

So she did everything in black.

Ohh Miss Black!

My dogs name is Tilly.

She is four months old.

She does not like water.

She is our third dog.

Our first was Scout.

Our second was Soxy

and our third was Tilly.

I do not like her jumping on me

but
I like my dog!

I wrote a new song today, the words go like this:

Lifetimes

If you’re strong
We’re pretty young.
It’s the time of our life.

You see the world is crying, lying,
So what do you see?
I see the world that’s pretty young
I see the world that’s pretty strong

If you’re strong
We’re pretty young.
It’s the time of our life.

I see the world is crying, lying,
So what do you see?
I see the world that’s pretty young
I see the world that’s pretty strong

Mmm m m mm yeah

Hello everyone.

I’m not sure what to write about next. If you have any ideas you can leave them here and I can start writing. It doesn’t have to be stories it can be anything.

Thank you.

Erin xx

Old McDie ate a fly

and soon got very sick.

From pesel whips and monkey chips.

And died from it.

Too soon to die !

by ERIN BARNES 6 January 2008

Imaginary doll had a wee little wrinkle,

Right in the middle of her forehead.

Because of that she had a MIGHTY frown.

Someone came and tickled her,

It made her feel quite silly,

And then her frown jumped upside down.

by Erin Barnes – 6th January, 2008