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13/11/18 Tommy Donbavand http://www.tommydonbavand.com

12/11/2018

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“Special delivery!” said the postman as he handed over the strange-looking parcel. Usman closed the door and was about to call his dad when he noticed the package was addressed just to him. It was wrapped in old newspaper and felt very heavy. He shook it, then jumped as an unusual voice came from inside, shouting... “....
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Ida and Clarisse Christ the King Australia
13/11/2018 01:16:03

“....let me out..” said a squeaky but muffled voice, “..it smells in here..!” Usman slowly opened the package to reveal a small doll. He carefully lifted it out of the box. The doll had a round face and big brown eyes and a button nose supporting her round glasses. Her two chocolate brown twin ponytails rested on her old fashioned black velvet dress with frilly white trim. She was a reasonably cute doll, but at the same time Usman felt like she brought an aura of bad luck. He moved his face closer to look at the doll. ‘What should he do with it?’ as he became lost in thought, he felt the weight in his hands shift and soon disappear. He looked down. The doll was gone! In his hands was a note “come and find me!”. Usman starts dashing from one room to another desperately looking for the doll. “Tip tap tip tap” came a soft noise from one of the rooms above. Usman slowly walks up the stairs with caution, he can feel cold air surrounding him. “Tip tap tip tap” the sound repeats, getting closer and closer until…...

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Kai Campbell, Ellis Ford, Jessica Randall link
13/11/2018 09:58:07

“Get me out of this rotten package please!” Usman screeched out for his Dad. But, his Dad completely ignored him; like Usman wasn’t there. The package started to dissolve. A man jumped out and started to grow. Usman gasped at the significant sight of the man from the package. The man wore: a pitch black tracksuit, with trainers and he had glistening blonde hair. Usman blabbered, “Who are you?” The man was completely still because he was confused. “Who are you…”

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Honey Tara and Rosa at Brighton and hove prep
13/11/2018 11:18:56

He silently crept into his parents bedroom and there was the doll: lying motionless on the cream coated, leather sofa. He picked it up
and noticed it felt strangely heavier as if it had grown in
the last few minutes that Usman has held it. As he weighed the doll suspiciously in his cracked, dry hands, a cackle rang in his ears and overwhelmed him with its power. He stared down. The doll was gone. Suddenly a piercing noise filled the air. He jumped back but calmed down when he realised it was just the unusually loud doorbell. He strolled down the oak panelled stairs still shaken by the events of that day. He was shocked when he opened the tinted green door to find the exact same postman standing on the marble stairs, the red-golden sunset shining on his blue uniform. The same newspaper-wrapped parcel lay in his broad grubby hands. Usman cautiously took the parcel from the man and opened it. To his horror, he found another exact copy of the doll only with a newer dress and without glasses. “ is this not what you were expecting?” inquired the man after seeing the boys forlorn face. “No,” cried Usman “I am sick to the teeth of your little games so you can leave and take all your stupid dolls with you” “ very well” replied the devilish man “ you will regret this child, mark my words” and with that he spun on his heel and strolled away.

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Tenesha Fadeyi, Warren Amusa, Harry Stockdale - Warren Wood Primary Academy link
13/11/2018 12:22:13

“Get me out … Squark … Get me out!”
Usman rapidly opened the box without a thought… “AHHHHHH!” Suddenly, the miraculous beast soared out from the peculiar looking box. Usman felt relieved as the multi-coloured parrot sluggishly hovered above his frail head.

His head tilted up to see the coloured parrot, spying down on him. The astonishing bird had abruptly vanished into thin air. Usman looked around to try and find the bird. There was nothing, nothing to be heard or seen … or was there?

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Jack and Wetsho, International Community School
13/11/2018 14:12:56

Suddenly the bird popped out of the box and flew around the room. It saw an open window and suddenly it flew out through the window. Usman ran outside to go and find his bird named Jack. He went to the park and found a bird that was colorful and he knew that it was his bird,but at the same time the bird was in danger. There was a cat at the bottom of the tree which made a hungry noise (MEOW)!!!!!. Usman quickly climbed up the tree to save his bird Jack from the tree and then called the firetruck for help. The cat ran away from the tree and never came back again. Usman took Jack home where it was safe and sound for Jack.

Jack and Wetsho, International Community School

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BBW Escorts Sydney link
10/7/2025 12:20:41

This sounds like a really exciting start to a story!

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