It all started in a cold night. Jan was walking down the street. He looked at the sky and he saw a plane. One of the engines of the plane was on fire and Jan worried very much.

He knew that his father was taking a plane that night so the first thing that he did was to call his mother.

His mother didn’t answer him and while he was thinking about what could happen a loud noise sounded.The plane crashed 100 meters away from his position. He went to look at it. Nobody was there so he thought he could get closer to the plane.

When he was near the aircraft, he started crying because he saw his father in.

He laid down on the floor and he slept there. When he woke up he saw his father preparing breakfast, in this moment he started to cry and he hugged him. Everything was a dream but while he was hugging him a nuclear bomb obliterated in his house.

Pseudònim: The Usk

Dear Mother, several days have passed, rather months since the Civil War broke out. Counting the men that I have around me, we must already be about two hundred volunteers belonging to the International Brigades. I am currently in Madrid, under the command of Colonel Vicente Rojo. That bearded man who was such a friend of Father and now, still being an English soldier, has me as his right hand man. As for the war development, the National troops do not stop sowing fear wherever they arrive. Those faithful to the Republic are optimists, but Mother, I am afraid. I am afraid of having made the wrong decision, and like my Father, dying in a war that is not ours.

Someone is knocking on the door; I must leave you. Benedict

Pseudònim: Dubrovnik

It was a dark and stormy night.
Two boys, Kevin and Bryan, were walking in the forest with their bicycles when it started to rain. They ran to the nearest house to find shelter. They knocked on the door “Knock, Knock, Knock” and the door opened. But there was on one there. They entered the house and turned on the light, they saw photographs of a scary clown on the wall. “Who is it?” asked Bryan, “Where are we?” said Kevin. Suddenly they saw the shadow of a man coming closer and closer. Bryan and Kevin were very scared and started to shake. A clown with an ugly face jumped out.
“AAARRHH!!!” the boys screamed. “What are you doing in my house?” shouted the clown. ” If you enter my house, you never leave!” the boys ran out of the house screaming. The clown chased them through the forest. He caught the boys and they were never seen again…

Pseudònim: Eleven

It was a stormy night when, suddenly, a lightning bolt crashed into the city bank. The impact made the wall of the money reserve explode and all the pieces started to fly for the street.
People realised very quickly because of the noise from the explosion and they went to take as much money as they could.
However, five minutes later the police arrived and started shooting all the poor innocents that were taking money; just because they thought that they were the one who broke the wall of the bank to take the money.

Pseudònim: Margalpar

Timothy lowered his newspaper. The sun was setting over the mountains and the sky was ablaze with numerous shades of red. The scent of jasmine filled the air and all around was silence except for the intermittent chirping of the crickets camouflaged in the freshly cut lawn. He curled his thick, hairy fingers round an icy glass of beer and took a long swallow, trying hard not to slurp. Sneaking a glance at the heavy gold watch on his wrist, he decided it must be almost eight o`clock. She should be here any minute now. He heard the gate open at the bottom of the garden and soon he could see her approaching, teetering a little on her high heels. When she reached him, he took her hairy hand in his and with the other, he snapped his fingers loudly, summoning Carlos, the human in the kitchen, to bring them some appetizers.

Pseudònim: MOD

Will is a normal boy who lives in a normal house, in a normal street of a city like all the others. He likes to climb on the roof of the house, where he can spend hours and hours looking at the sky belly up. Will loves to see how the sky changes as the day goes by. He observes the form oh the clouds, sometimes they are condensed, sometimes more scattered…

The colors of the sky also vary, and his favourite moment is when the sun sets, the cold and warm colors at the same time distract him from his deepest thoughts. His head get lost between pink and purple colors. Finally, when the night arrives he enjoys the company of the stars, they are his best friends.

During the day, Will went to school but it wasn’t a school like all the others, it was an adapted school, for children with disabilities. Will can’t listen, can’t enjoy music, he is deaf, and that prevented him from having good friends.

He always has been a solitary boy with a greatest desire of going to space. His parents did everything that was in their hands to get their son distracted. They took him to museums, and to observatories, but that wasn’t enough to distract the boy from his main purpose.

One day, Leah the oldest cousin, found an ad where put: ”write us about your dream and if you have a good reason to fulfill it, we make it real”. It was a contest. Leah wrote to the newspaper about the dream of going to the space of her cousin, and the newspaper selected they as winners. The company didn’t have enough money to manage it, but they made the history of Will viral, so it reached the hearts

of many people, who participated donating money to Will.

After four months of tests and preparations, Will was already in Florida, waiting for the rocket to take off. What he felt  when he saw everything from the special ship was indescribable. He was shocked and very grateful to all the people who made it happen.

Finally his dream came true.

Pseudònim: SG

Hello! I’m Berta and I want to talk about books. Why do lots of people feel laziness to read? Why do they think are boring? Maybe you are one of these people. Firstly, you must know that many years ago books were unique and they cost a lot to get, and now, however, you can read them each day at the library. I’m not a reading person, but if I read a book that I like, I can’t stop, because books have helped me a lot to learn new things and to know how to express yourself.One book that you see like a simple object, can be a guide for your future (for example). Probably you read lots of books at school, for work, but what if you chose a nice book and you start reading? For sure you will end liking it, and stick you doing that. That thing you thought very strange and boring, can I change your point of view?

Pseudònim: Wally B

I have been playing football since I was 8 years old, but I won my first tournament at the age of 11. I remember that day because it was fantastic. I woke up at 9 am because the football pitch was so far from my house. When I arrived there, all of my friends were there too. We started the first match at 12 am, so we could have fun before playing the match. Before playing the first match, our objective was to have fun, but after the three matches that we played before we had lunch, we changed our objective to another one – win the tournament.

There were great teams that could be difficult to beat. However, we were a great team so it might be possible. We continued winning matches and we finally arrived to the final. We started winning by two goals but at the end of the match they scored two goals so we had to decide the tournament on the penalties. We scored four goals and the other team three. It was the most important moment of my live because it was my turn. I was nervous but I could kick the ball. I kicked the ball and I scored the most important goal of my life! We celebrated all week.

Pseudònim: Vigofe

When I was three, I wanted my parents to buy me a dog because always I loved animals and my passion was to have a dog and take care of it, but my parents always said that I’m very younger to have a dog. When I was eight, in my birthday, my parents present was a dog. I was very excited because the next day we were going to do an excursion. The dog’s name was Tom and he was trained so we could go to the mountain without dog chain.

When we arrived we started to walk. Five kilometers late we saw a wild boar, Tom started chasing him. Ten minutes later we didn’t see Tom, my father was very angry because Tom didn´t as told and I was very worry because I think that he wouldn’t come back, but half an hour later Tom come back with the wild boar.

That night we dinner a delicious grilled boar that the cook of the town cooked us with a discount. I’m sorry for the boar but it’s a magnificent day with my parents an Tom.

Pseudònim: cacatuas

Every 25th April is the worst day for Arthur. Every year this day is very strange or especial. First Arthur got up very early, like a normal day. He had a shower and he put on clothes. At 7 o’clock he went to his job. He took his car, but he arrived late at work because the traffic was terrible,because of an accident. In the job he had lot of work. At 9 o’clock in the night he arrived at home. That day was a normal day only change one thing. Arthur hate April 25. Why? Because it’s his birthday! He doesn’t like grow up. When he was 7 years, he was really happy. He went to primary school with lot of friends, and they were playing all the day. He said that the time is the worst thing in the world.

Pseudònim: April