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It was a gloomy day in Dublin. It had been raining all morning. James didn’t see why it was so gloomy. After all, he had saved the world from the Necromancers only yesterday. But not everyone knew that. He walked down the street. He saw that everyone he passed was scared, rushing away from the centre of the city. Then he saw why. There was a man on top of a building, sending streams of energy down into the city, wreaking buildings, and narrowly missing people. He ran forward, but was sent back by a stream of energy. He ran forward and blasted energy of his own at the man on the building. The man was knocked back. He fell off the building, but hit the ground seemingly painlessly. He got up and ran at James. James punched him, sending him back. Incredibly, he got back up. James sent a stream of energy at him. He fell over and didn’t get up. Seemingly no one had seen any of this. Just another one of those small incidents.

They hung from the tree. They swung in the cool, gentle summer breeze. They looked pleasant from the outside, but the inside was a whole different story. Inside were beings so evil, so malicious, that even the world’s most courageous man would scream in dismay. These creatures were maleficent in nature and would eat anything or anyone. They wouldn’t stop. They were magic, of course. Their type of magic made them immortal, and twice as durable to attack. They were known as ‘Qui furabatur animarum,’ or ‘The soul Stealer’ in Latin. The eggs could adapt to anything. These eggs adapted to a plant that hung from trees. They then began shaking, and small cracks started to appear on their surfaces.

It was my first day at school. I was excited. I was excited all the way to the school. Once I got into class I was shy because there were more “new” kids than friends there. I sat beside my playschool friends and started colouring. An announcement came over the intercom for the parents to go to the hall for tea and cakes but I didn’t understand the instructions! I sped out the door at the mention of cakes, ran to the hall and grabbed a big chocolate cookie.  Next I hid in a hallway to eat it in private, only to be found by my parents an hour later

He looked puzzled. He looked down at the box that lay on his doorstep. It was wrapped in red wrapping paper and a red ribbon. He picked it up and unfurled the ribbon. He then peeled off the wrapping paper and took the top off the box. He looked inside. Nothing, he thought. Then he saw it, a little piece of paper, with writing on it, in some weird kind of language. He knew it told him how to do something, but he didn’t understand the instructions. He looked in the box, seeing the shadows inside curl and expand, then unfurl and retract. His eyes widened, as he felt like he was being sucked into the shadows. He tried to take his mind off the shadows, and thought of a book. The shadows once again curled and expanded, but this time they had depth. The shadows then solidified. He was astonished as he saw a book.

When I arrived at the animal hospital I was introduced to Dr. Pie He looked like an elephant with 5 cyan eyes and no tail.  He had 2 pig’s legs and an ivory tusk on his forehead.  He could alter his height to be the size of a pig or elephant which allowed him into different wards. He would wink after every sentence he spoke and used bad grammar. He seemed to be always crying. These tears managed to heal my cuts and calm me down. He was a Javelpie and his friends and family worked at the hospital too.

  He observed the package on the floor. He was confused as to why someone would send him it, as he hadn’t ordered anything recently. He picked it up and tore through the ribbon. The top of it opened and revealed what was inside. He looked inside, and there was nothing there except for shadows. The shadows then compressed into a small shape. He tried concentrating on its shape, but he couldn’t. It was just… wrong, like it shouldn’t exist but did. He tried to focus on something else but just couldn’t. It was like his thoughts were being trapped in this object. He managed to break free, and the first thing that came into his mind was a ring, he didn’t know why. He realized that the shadows were altering, changing shape until they were a ring.

Its crimson eyes were locked to him. He could barely breath. He had made a grave mistake, and he knew it. He ran, but no matter how fast he ran, it always managed to top his speed. He frantically searched for an escape point. But one never came. It was dark, gloomy and misty. He could barely see anything at all. He turned his head back, instantly regretting his choice. It was close. He ran, passing a town. Words were being shouted, but he didn’t listen to what they were. He sprinted towards a building, through the gate, then closed it. He moved on further, reaching a flight of stairs. He ascended them in little time at all. He looked down past the banister, and to his dismay… It was there…

I was heading downstairs when a letter came through my door. It said: Dear Henry, Joey Drew Studios is now under a curse by a witch, I have invited Alice Angel to help too Your dancing demon, Bendy I knew what to do so I got into my crimson car and headed to Joey Drew Studios. When I arrived, I ran down the misty car park into the studio. Bendy met me at the door “we are in grave danger” he explained. Then Alice came running in the door frantically. “Are you alright Bendy!?” she shouted. “Let’s find that witch everybody” I say.

It was a misty gloomy winter’s day. Juliette and Darragh were walking their dog Roger on the hill. They took Roger off the lead. He raced off and they could see only his crimson jacket in the distance. Suddenly he vanished. They shouted out his name and began to look for him frantically. He was nowhere to be seen. They were scared! They could hear a whimper coming from a hole in the ground behind them and looked in to see Roger’s grave little face looking up at them. Darragh jumped in and Roger jumped into his arms. He was happy that he was safe and found!

He gazed from between the trees. It lumbered and lurched, hitting trees and making them collapse as it went. He couldn’t see its face, only its long, thin legs. He pulled his phone from his shirt pocket, then turned the flash off. He went into his camera app, then aimed at the creature. He pressed the button to take the picture, then ran. The creature heard his footsteps and it ran. It was fast, slightly faster than him. He ran through the gaps in the trees, slowing it down as it knocked each tree down. He stumbled, and heard a crack as his ankle smashed against a tree. He watched in dismay as the creature’s long arm reached down and grabbed him. The last thing he could remember seeing was its red, glowing eyes.

Dia duit (hello in Irish), my name is Gerald and I am going to play SUPERHOT VR for you guys today. Before the base game we are going into the forest DLC (downloadable content). Time only moves when I move soo… I am going to make moves wisely... 2 hours later- Wow my editing is getting better with every video! Time to upload the video. Let’s name it SUPERHOT… in a forest??| SUPERHOT VR forest DLC. Let’s go to the forest next door. As I go through the forest I see gigantic red legs everywhere. This is the worst malfunction ever!!

Matthew and Alice were caving with the sea scouts in Northern Spain. They were caving with another sea scout group from Spain. They had been exploring some big caves when they found a hidden spot that was very cool. There were ice sculptures that looked like dinosaurs there. They were astonished as they had never seen anything like this before. Next thing they looked behind them and they nearly jumped out of their skin! There was a monster standing right behind them. “Run!” they shouted. Although they ran quickly, they were still not making enough progress. Next thing Alice fell…….

The man stood still, watching and waiting. He saw him and then within seconds he reached the door, cutting him off. The man saw him and ran. He followed at quite a fast pace. The man ran and although he ran quickly, he was still not making enough progress to escape. His pursuer was too fast. His name was Adrian Taylor, though he preferred ‘Shadow’, as he would appear, then disappear into the shadows. He was an English man, but he had come to Ireland for one reason, a reason no-one knew, besides him, and his employers. Just as he was about to catch him, a man appeared. He knew him. He had fought against him many times. His name was Denizen Satorio.

Wanti ng to explore Arizona, John and I decided to go for a picnic one day at the Four Corners monument. We packed our picnic basket and headed to the store to get snacks and drinks before heading on our picnic. While we were walking to the store a herd of javelinas chased us. They had smelled our packed bananas! We ran and although they ran quickly they were still not making enough progress to catch up with us. Relieved we made it safely to the store, leaving the wild javelinas at the entrance. Phew!

I wait in the meeting room. I sigh. This is hopeless , I think to myself. I look at the thin briefcase beside me. I see a tiny golden yellow lock on it. I press the button residing on it, and it opens with a soft click. I stare into it, it’s empty. I look through it, but to no avail. It’s empty. Then I see it. A small, shiny ring. It looks as if something is emanating from it, something dark, like… like shadows emerging then retracting to and from the ring.   I slip it onto my finger. I suddenly go cold.

This is it I’m finally moving out of my parent’s house to buy a shiny new home. My friend Jim and I had planned this since we were kids and we thought it was hopeless and would never come true. I picked Jim up from his house and drove us to the airport and our flight that would take us to Arizona. We were both YouTubers and needed somewhere to work in peace without having any interferences in our videos. Money was thin but we had pooled our cash and bought a small house. A tiny yellow sun shone down on us when we landed. We were excited!

James stayed in the shadows and looked upwards. He had a puzzled expression on his face. This was his doing, wasn’t it? “Hmm…” he mumbled to no-one but himself. This is strange, he thought. “It’s the same as the others…” But how did he get up there? He frowned. There he was. “This was your doing, wasn’t it?” The man said nothing. “Answer me,” he said. The man still said nothing. Then, out of nowhere, the man murmured to himself. James heard something behind him. He looked back. Nothing. Suddenly, a shadow crept up from behind him, pulling him back. To be Continued…

China I was riding my bike when I saw a giant china teacup on its side in a field. I got off my bike to explore. I climbed into the cup and suddenly I was transported to a world where it was all a giant china tea set. In the distance I could see a giant castle. I rode my bike over to it. There I confronted the king on his cup throne. “Where am I?” I asked. “We are in China, but not the China you know,” he answered. At that moment I was desperate for a cuppa tea!

Midnight neared. Daniel strode down the path. He was looking around and could swear he saw a figure run down an alleyway. He saw the town statue in the park, a massive cup, embedded in at least a metre or two of grass. He saw the figure again. It ran at a speed that no human could reach, except James, and stopped behind the statue. “Is that you James?” Daniel called out. It lumbered out from behind the statue with a slight limp. Daniel growled with anger. The creature growled back. An Elemental Hollow. Daniel held his hand out, and water shot from his palm. The Hollow was pushed back. It growled ferociously at him. Suddenly, Daniel felt sick, and dizzy. He held out his hand, then a small orb appeared from his palm. It grew, then shot at the Hollow, destroying it completely. Daniel acted like nothing had happened. He continued to walk.

James stood in the doorway, waiting for Daniel to arrive. He waited, a bright, searing flame coming from his palm. Daniel’s always late, and he calls himself the leader, but what if I was in charge? He saw a silhouette striding down the hallway. The bird perched on James’ shoulder, a phoenix, looked wary. “Strange,” James murmured to himself, “he’s never this tense…” The silhouette neared and James realised why his pet was wary. This wasn’t Daniel. The creature lumbered in, it was made of rock and dirt. James sprung and smashed into it with a kick, knocking some of its boulders off, as well as a pile of dirt. He landed, the creature swinging its arm. James dodged with a backflip. He clicked his finger and ran. Suddenly, he heard a sound louder than anything he’d ever heard. He had blown it to pieces.