Quick write

In the toy cupboard

It's dark.

I’m a toy rabbit, old and tatty, locked in the toy cupboard. Squashed and squished up in a dark cupboard that nobody ever goes in any more. I used to be loved by a little girl who cared for me, but then I ended up in here and I am going to tell you the story of my life. A little girl used me to travel, I was her travelling toy and we traveled the world trying different foods and speaking different languages. But one day the girl had her 8th birthday and she got lots of lovely teddies and her parents said that they have to throw me out because I was too old for her now, and they threw me away.

A little boy found me and he took me home and I was a sleeping teddy for quite a long time, had I found my forever home?

Then the boy got a very bad virus that he could die from and the nurse said to throw me out because I had a thing called “Bacteria”. They took me to the little charity store down the road and a man pinned a tag to my bent ear saying little bunny $2.

A few days later a teddy bear collector bought me (I don’t think I am a teddy bear) and he took me home and put me in his collection. All squashed up with other teddies doing nothing, just sitting there staring at posters. A few years later the collector died and his family was sorting through his collection and his youngest niece found me. But she didn’t like me she bounced on me like I was a trampoline and she pulled my ears like she was playing tug of war with the strongest man in the world

But the worst thing she did to me was stick bubblegum in my tail and pretended that I can eat ice cream. When she turned 18 she washed me with lovely washing powder and then locked me in the cupboard with all the other toys she threatened in her child years. All I want now is for somebody to love me, or take me to the teddy bear hospital at least.

The end.

Little ocean

I have a little ocean in my brain, it sucks up all the bad memories and the salty tears. My little ocean helps me make decisions for what to do. There are sea animals in my ocean that help me speak the words I have to say. My ocean is calm when I am asleep and is rough when I am angry. Little waves carry starfish to the shore when I am sad. Seagulls eat the fish when I am ungrateful. But happy times bring whales to the surface of the water to breathe. Nobody can see my little ocean not even me, I can not hear my little ocean even when the seagulls are squawking at the tops of their voices. But my little ocean is there, no matter how big or small it is, it's there, no matter who lives there, it's there.

The little sheep

The little sheep

Once there was a paddock and in that paddock there lived some goats. One mother goat had three kids and one sheep. Nobody liked sheep because he had no horns like the other goats. So one day he ran away and then he met some cows. The cows told little sheep that he could stay in their paddock, but little sheep refused and kept on strolling on till he met some horses and the and the horses asked were he had came from. The goat paddock, he replied. The horses started teasing him, “Sheep from the goat paddock, sheep from the goat paddock.” as he walked down the path feeling rather sad it was getting darker so he stopped on the side of the road and fell asleep. In the morning when sheep was walking he meet an old ram who told sheep that there was a paddock where lots of sheep grazed on the lush green grass. “Can you come with me and show me?” said the little sheep. “No I am too old to travel a distance that far” said the old ram “safe journeys!” but the little sheep was already off to his destination. Slowly the old ram closed her eyes and laid on her side. The little sheep was skipping down the road, he was excited just a few more steps and he was with his family. Then he saw some lush green grass and five little sheep just like him were playing in the meadow he wanted to play with them but he was too shy so he skipped on and he saw some mother sheep gathered around be a tree. Little sheep squeezed through their legs to see what was going on, a little sheep was being born he was tiny and couldn’t stand up. Was that his brother?  He walked closer and closer and the little newborn sheep looked at him and said his first “Baa!” and little sheep talked back at him.

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Quick Writes-The rainbow Feather cape.

Quick writes

Once there was a little budgie, he was a wild budgie and he lived in birdland in his birdhouse was be a very rich and greedy blackbird and his name was Morris. He was jealous of his dull black feathers and he wanted a different colour. So the budgie went to the house of Morris and told him ‘That you don’t need colourful feathers to look beautiful’, but Morris disagreed and flew off...The next day the little budgie had an idea, so he gathered his friends together and told them. His plan was to get some feathers that have fallen from other birds. So they all collected some feathers and gave them to budgie and he stayed up all night making his gift for blackbird. In the morning his gift was done so he flew to blackbirds and gave him his gift he tried it on and said it was beautiful and told to fly of without even thanking him. The next morning budgie went to blackbirds house and said to him ‘since I gave you your gift you must repay me so it’s even’. The blackbird said “I will not give you a gift even if you gave me one”, this time the budgie didn’t fly away like he normally did he he stood up for himself and said ‘Then when your gift disappears I will not give you a new one’ Morris agreed and budgie flew away. A few months later the budgie never visited blackbird anymore.but budgie asked one of his friends to go and check on blackbird and his gift to see how he was going. When budgie’s friend went to see blackbird he was weeping, he was holding something. Budgie’s friend asked him what was wrong. Blackbird said ‘my gift is broken and I want another one’. Just then budgie’s friend flew away.he reported back to budgie what had just happened. And budgie was proud but pleased that greedy Morris got his share. One day budgie fell ill and was taken away somewhere else and Morris got sad. Other birds thought that budgie was dead. But one day blackbird got some mail. It was from budgie it was the gift it was the same gift budgie gave him before.

It was a rainbow feather cape.