5/11/18 Helen Moss http://www.helenmoss.org.uk

4/11/2018

Bonfire Night
It all started when I ate the dog food. Not deliberately, of course. Mum had had a difficult day with Class 4B and she’d muddled the tin of Pedigree Chum with the steak pie filling. Gran and Kally said the pie was disgusting and refused to eat it. I’m not so fussy. I was wolfing down the last crumb when . . .BANG! BOOM! SCREECH!
Noises outside! Noises everywhere! It was literally the most terrifying thing that had ever happened. Next thing I knew, I was crouching under the dinner table, my heart hammering against my ribs. Truffle was already down there, shaking and panting too. He smelled great though. No wonder! He’d just scoffed a bowlful of steak pie filling. I licked the gravy off his chops. Not something I’d usually do, but it was surprisingly delicious. Even better with a bit of Labrador slobber mixed in.
BANG! BOOM! SCREECH!
Truffle and I howled in terror. ‘What the cat’s bottom is that noise?’ he whimpered.I had no idea. All I knew was that it wasn’t natural, and I didn’t like it. I snuggled up to Kally’s knees. She’d keep me safe. My little sister reached down and patted my head. ‘Don’t worry, Truffle. It’s only fireworks.’
Gran laughed. ‘That can’t be Truffle. He’s just here by my feet.’ Mum looked under the table. ‘Aww!’ she said, in a funny baby voice. ‘Where did you come from then?’
‘It’s me, Anton, of course!’ I barked.

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ALA

5/11/2018 09:55:12

“It’s me, Anton, of course!” I barked
But soon I realised they didn’t understand my screeching barks. I trotted over to the fireplace in disbelief. Who would have known a dog food pie could transform me into a howling hound! I curled up next to the fire, I was thinking, dreaming, contemplating on how this could have happened, my paws burning but I didn’t mind much. I was lost in my own thoughts as if it was a never ending maze, my imagination guiding me further and further towards the centre, getting more lost as I go. I felt a hand on my back, stroking me softly, gently, peacefully and I was thrown out of my fantasy, I didn’t want to go… but I had to.
As the hand slowly lifted off my trembling back, I heard the agonising noises again, louder than ever… BANG! BOOM! SCREECH! I hated it, I despised it even; and was ten times louder than ever before. I felt like running under the table again, but I knew that it was only going to continue, so I braved it, but however much I tried to enjoy them, I dreaded every colourful bomb that lit up the sky. I asked myself: Why me? Will they notice I’m gone? Will they find out I’m Anton? Will I ever return back to my human self? They echoed in my head, over and over. I finally had the courage to lift my head and I saw my little sister snuggled up on the sofa, I went to join her and that was when it clicked… she knew.

Avi and Aneesh, Reading School

5/11/2018 11:10:58

I finally had the courage to lift my head and I saw my little sister snuggled up on the sofa, I went to join her and that was when it clicked… she knew.
“Anton?!” Her shriek echoed across the whole house as she ducked behind the sofa “What happened to you!?” The horror spread across her face. Storming down the stairs, they looked their horrified daughter, clinging on the edge of the sofa.
“What’s wrong, darling!” Dad calmly asked, panting, stammering, out of breath. Kally replied in fear and disbelief “It’s…. ANTON!” pointing a trembling finger at the dog. Dad burst out in laughter.
“When was the last time you went to the doctor?” Dad snapped “I have better things to do, don’t waste my time” While dad was scolding Kally, I craftily crept into the kitchen and looked around. Silence.
There was a man, tall and muscular, with a net, giving me a deathly stare. No way. My own parents called a dog catcher on me…

Grace,Macie,Charlie, Beauchamps High School link

5/11/2018 12:10:45

My own parents called a dog catcher on me… HOW COULD THEY? Fear! That’s all I felt within me. I didn’t want to leave my own family and house, who would? Turning around, I scampered up the stairs hoping this was just a nightmare, hoping I would wake up and hoping for an escape. Nearing my door, a horrible realisation struck me. How would I open the door with those paws of mine? I couldn’t scratch the door either, they would surely hear me and it doesn’t take a genius to realise that. Small, light and urgent footsteps came bounding up the stairs. I went to hide, with my heart pounding in my chest, but then I realised who it was…
A realistion dawned on me, it was the one person who could help, who believed in me – my little sister, how could I be frightened of my own sister anyway she was the only one who knew who I really was. As she came past me on the stairs she directed me to her room and told me to go under her bed. That was when I realised what she was doing and that I could always trust her. BANG BOOM SCREECH! I heard the horrid noises again I was dreading it. However, then the thing I was dreading the most came running up the stairs. Deafening, heavy and frightening footsteps echoed throughout the house as they got nearer and nearer. The sounds taunting and mocking me. He had searched every room upstairs for me before he came to my sister’s room. This was the worst moment I have ever lived. Would he find me? Well I was about to find out….

beckfoot Oakbank 2 - names to follow

5/11/2018 13:54:40

I still couldn't believe my own parents called a dog catcher on me ……….

I wanted to run but the shock of my own parents betraying their own son still horrified me and my feet (oh no paws) were glued to the floor. The dog catcher blanked me and approached Truffle this could be my only chance of survival. I barked in excitement but regretted it instantly. As the dog catchers head turned his evil eyes lay upon me I ran down the stairs and out of the open back door my paws going at 100 miles per hour. I was free!

Bang Boom Screech! Even though the sound of the fireworks shook me and I nearly fell,I knew this was for the best. I could sense i was near the bonfire the smell of hot dogs and burgers enticed me. An open black bag lay in front of me. I didn't release at the time but this was a trap set by the evil eyes. The bag closed and I was lost in pitch black darkness. Except for the bright colours of 50 fireworks. I was alone I could feel my eyelids flickering is - this the end for me?

Isabelle, Keira, William, Aaliyah and Isabella- St Edmunds Arrowsmith

5/11/2018 15:04:53

I was alone I could feel my eyelids flickering is - this end for me ?
A that moment the smell of sausages ran across my nose it was a delicious and delectable smell. BANG BOOM SCREECH! another firework went off, i was whimpering there wasn't enough oxygen left in the bag to fill my lungs. My heart was beating rapidly. Finally, i had found some food but it was on the outside of the bag through a small wrecked hole in the bottom of the bag there was a large pile of sausages sat in front of me i couldn't bear not having some.

The dramatic sound of the van driver racing over the speed bumps gave me a fright. just then - as if everything was in slow motion - a firework had exploded in front of the glass screen. since we where going so fast we couldn't stop in time to miss the firework and the turning at the dead end of the road. Ferociously the glass jump out at me from the window and the bag slit open and swoosh! i was pushed out of the back doors suddenly i was free and alone. I was lost would i ever find my family again . . .

5/11/18 Helen Moss http://www.helenmoss.org.uk

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