Read the entries to previous WriteStuff competitions.
Crash!! I ferociously landed on this planet. Dust quickly covered my eyes and then I saw what this place actually was. A wasteland covered in all types of plastic. This wasn’t Neptune, or at least the one I remember. I thought I had found sanctuary, but quickly I realised I hadn’t. This so-called forest was covered in plastic. Suddenly something screeched. I figured out what it was, a sloth stuck up in a tree tangled in plastic! I had to do something quickly. I scrambled up the tree like a cat scratching at its scratch pole. My legs propelling the rest of my body up the tree, slowly but surely. Just as I thought I had done all I could, a miracle happened. The last push that my legs could do propelled me up the tree! I grabbed the sloth and untangled the plastic from his neck and carried him on my shoulder and set off again.
Amazed, I saw a mountain but not just any mountain but a tin can mountain! Seconds later I saw something glinting at the top of the mountain and decided to check it out. Bottle caps kept falling like meteorites, but when I got half way up I realised what it was. The ship! I raced up the mountain to try and get it. The tin cans were denying me slipping down. I struggled until finally I succeeded. It wasn’t what I imagined, but went on anyway. It was a sludge lagoon. There was no way of getting over, but then I suddenly spotted something! It was a giant water-skipper. We mounted it, but it only went half way. Something glistened through the murky water. It was yet another part of the ship. We fished it out. Suddenly I stopped..
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By Mason Samson, year 9, Les Beaucamps School
Close your eyes and imagine a world filled with mellowness and a lone tree house in the woods...Read story
By George Corfield, year 6, Elizabeth College
Elliot awoke to the sound of his dragon’s heaving breath. He hid under the covers, hoping to get some more sleep.Read story
By Henry Steer, year 6, La Houguette School
At Feathered Village there was a goose called Bob, and he was very woolly...Read story
By John Gilbey, year 6, Elizabeth College
Once there was boy called Dan who was a mighty prince but he was also a calm, thoughtful and a gentl...Read story
By Yaseen Kandili, year 5, Vauvert School
I was coming back from work. I stared at the traffic light. Just then I saw a creature not from our world.Read story
By Stevie Austen, year 10+, Les Voies School
Underneath the sea, rooted deep down underneath the water into the vantablack abyss, mi...Read story
By Joseph Mahy, year 8, La Mare de Carteret School
Our story starts in a time where machine was smarter than man and atomic power was the only power source...Read story
By Max Bisson, year 8, Elizabeth College
Clink, Clink. Quick-Shots, the Commander, Pulse Rifle was out of ammo. His friend and partner, infr...Read story
By mckenzie rich, year 7, Grammar School
Waking up in a tropical island never gets old: I wake up every day in my red, weaved hammock...Read story