THAT DAY

One day a Rose was out for a walk and a girl asked her for money, but the girl said no. She got home and got into bed, but she heard a noise and went to see what it was.

She came home and got into bed, but she heard a noise and went to see what it was. She went out of the room and saw some very big footprints, so she decided to follow them. The footprints reached the basement, and she went in. She saw how the same girl who had asked her permission, turned into a dragon. She ran out, but the dragon caught her. From then on, Rose was never heard of again.

NIKKISO

THE DISAPPEARANCE OF THE DRAGON

I was in my house doing homework.

Last 23th of April I was at my home and I saw the notice, they were saying that the dragon of that town had disappeared and that was a terrible notice because that was very dangerous. But I got distracted when I heard a noise from my brother’s bedroom. 

So I entered his room, and you don’t know what I found. It was the dragon and a baby dragon, my brother was helping to give birth to the baby dragon.

So that was my dream when I was asleep doing homework.

WATERFALL

NOT A SHADOW

Since Emily appeared I’ve been her shadow. Being a shadow is hard because no-one knows you exist until the light appears and makes you reflect. You are always in the background of someone else’s life and it’s impossible to be who you are.

After years of being the second person, I decided to break free and start being who I really was.

When Emily realized what I was trying to do, she asked me:

“Why aren’t you following me like other shadows do?”

“Because I’m tired of being the dark side of light ”

She looked at me and said:

“If that is what you really think Lucia, then, start being yourself. And if you want, we can start our friendship from the beginning again”.

CASPER

THE CONVERTED DRAGON

Once upon a time there was a very excited boy because the following day was her mother’s birthday and her family has prepared a very surprising present. That gift was a child dragon, it was really small and cute.

Five years after the dragon became huge and the family took the dragon out from the house. After that another boy who was called George adopted it because he lived with his family in the forest.

One day, one of his best friends went to his house. The girl was surprised because she didn’t’ know that George had a dragon. Suddenly, the dragon tried to eat her. But as all the heroes, George killed the dragon before it ate the girl.

JOHN MILLOW

WITH MY CONFIDENCE BRIMMING OVER

I’ve been told that I have to leave far away and now. I may carry a small suitcase (max. 40x20x30 cm) and I can only pack words written in black on thick white cardboard. I confess that the strange equipment comforts me because I live among words. However, I have only a few hours to assemble the equipment and my mind is disturbed because I would like to put all there, from those old and resonant words to the most outlandish and postmodern ones. Also, I write big words such as freedom and democracy. And other smaller ones… as ice-cream and stars. And, above all, I write hard, Fair is foul and foul is fair, Forever is composed of nows, It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Cheers, with confidence in my own language I’m off. May Dickens saves me. Because there where I am going to travel, every word outside the suitcase will not survive.

DAVID C.

M’HE ENAMORAT DEL MAR DES D’UNA LLITERA

Tinc sis anys i m’he enamorat del mar des d’una llitera. Quan tanco els ulls, tot es balanceja des del llit de fusta i m’encanta. Encara no puc percebre que he rebut una preciosa divisa perquè tan sols tinc sis. Quarts de cinc de la tarda d’un juliol a la platja del Garraf. I s’acosta el meu germà gran Placidot i ràpid se m’emporta a part. —Vols navegar, Mònica, per les costes del Garraf? Tinc una llanxa, es diu La Plàcida!! —em pregunta mig somrient amb aquells ulls seus entretancats per la llum de juliol. I jo que mai puc dir-li no, responc amb un sí addicte. Memòria de peus molls en pujar a La Plàcida. Memòria de tots els blaus i totes les olors salades. Memòries dels vents, dels sotracs i de les onades. Memòria d’un bany de sal amb l’abisme inacabable sota els peus nus. I l’eufòria. Aquesta nit tot em dona voltes. I m’encanta. M’he enamorat del mar des d’una llitera.

VISC ENTRE PARAULES

TEH FOREST

One group of children decided to go for a walk at the forest. They started talking about their things. One of the boys started talking about a mysterious house, but this was only a legend, a stupid legend. They continued walking but they stop walking when they saw an old house. Anybody wanted to enter but a pair of boys liked the house and they decided to enter. The other boys and girls start walking again.

When they entered, they saw a tied person and there was another person carrying an axe. Suddenly he cut off the head off the tied person and the children started running away. When they were outside the house, they started to run at his house but they didn’t say anything because they were afraid the man.

THE FANTASTIC BOY

WHAT HAPPENED?

The students in Mrs. Smith’s class were impresioned when they arrived tot he class and they see all the disaster. Papers were scattered in the class, desks were distroyed, and the board had strange marks on it. None of them had any idea what had happened, and Mrs. Smith was disconcerted as they were. As they tried to discovered together the mystery, they discovered a mysterious note under one of the desks. The note contained a cryptic message that only make more confusions betwen they. The class worked together to resolt the mystery and finally they resolt the culprit, but the experience it was very terrible.

STRAWBERRY

SAMUEL’S NORMAL DAY

Samuel was walking home later than normally he was happy but when he arrived home, someone was trying to break his window, he shot him and dropped it on the basement thinking how he escaped or if someone else leaved it.

JIANZHE EL MACACO

THE LAST OPPORTUNITY

Months ago the relationship broke up, we always tried to talk to each other but it hurt us. Then I decided to move on with my life and stop thinking about us. After a month my life changed, I couldn’t sleep or eat. I tried to forget you with other people but it was impossible. Five months later we met again, this time we tried to have a conversation about what happened between us. You kept telling me sorry for having done things wrong, but I couldn’t believe him, I couldn’t trust him anymore, I loved him very much but I couldn’t give him another chance.

SOL NUBLADA