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By Sol

Deer Me

One day I was spotlight shooting with my Dad in his Toyota Hilux truck and this massive deer popped out of a bush and started to run.

Dad slammed on the brakes, reached for his 30- 06 rifle, got out of the truck took aim and BANG!  – deer goes down.

Dad says: “OMG that’s massive. That’s the biggest stag I’ve ever brought down.”

Then my Dad looked at me and said: “Son this is when you turn into a man.”

Then he gave me this massive knife and said: “Cut that deer open and make me proud son.”

Well I walked up nervously and I was seriously shaking and I cut the deer open. As the skin parted I was shocked.

“Wow” I said. “It’s beautiful man. It’s hollow. Hey Dad it’s just black, nothing, there’s nothing there, no blood, no guts nothing.”

As I said it, I reached down to see if there was anything in there.

Then suddenly SLIP, BANG, CRASH! I feel inside the deer and then I blacked out.

Much later I woke up with deer, lions and elephants lying around me.

Well I was terrified so I started running and I didn’t stop running until I came to a river where I saw my reflection in the water and man, I was a deer.

I couldn’t believe it, it freaked me out so much that I started running again and I ran and ran I was so scared.

Eventually it became dark and I reached a road so I decided to follow it; maybe it would lead me to someone who could help me.

A kilometre or so later I rounded a corner and I was blinded by light, the strong blinding light of a spotlight.

I could hear the sound of a familiar diesel motor running.

I saw the shadow of a Hilux truck. I saw a man -  my father -  reach for his rifle.

I saw him raise the rifle and take aim.

“No dad no.” I bellowed.  “Please dad no.”

“ BANG!!”

Darkness, and then I feel a knife cutting into my side.

The End                           By  Liam

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THE REPLACEMENT

“HEY, hey little girl wake up’’

I wake up and it is completely dark. I can’t see anything or anyone but I can hear a person who is calling me over. I walk over and I see a spot light on this old man, he looks like he is moving my TV set. ‘’Hey you.’’ I say. the old man looks at me and then looks away I look behind me to see if anyone is coming I look back and the old man was is front of me.

“BANG”

“AHHHHHH” I woke up it was all a dream. I screamed so loud that my friend next door d heard me.

She yelled out.   “SHUT UP EMILY.’’

“ SORRY COLE,’’ I said

“PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP’’ DONT DO IT AGAIN.’’ She screamed

“Ok, sorry.” I said.

I looked at the time and it was 3:00am I went back to sleep it was completely dark again. I fell asleep.

I can see the old man pointing to my T.V. He moves my T.V. and there is a small dark blue door, I wonder how the door got here? I walk into the door.

I woke up once again. I got up and wondered if the dark blue door was really there.

“NAH, there can’t be.” I told myself as I went back to my bed as I lay there I began to stare at my T.V. I felt the urge to go to the T.V. and check behind it.

Quietly I switched on my bed light and then walked slowly toward the TV. I grabbed it and slowly dragged it away.

Immediately I saw the small blue door I was puzzled because I had used the room for years and I had never seen it before.

Without hesitation I opened the door and saw a small dark room.

I crouched down and crawled into the  darkness. Moments later I emerged through the  other side and found myself in a small dark room.

Puzzled I looked around and in the half darkness I saw an old man sitting on a chair.

“Welcome!” He said. “I have been waiting for you for many years. You are my replacement.”

“I don’t understand.” I said in confusion. “What is happening? What are you talking about? What replacement?”

“I will tell you a story.” Said the man pleasantly. “It will explain everything I think.”

“20 years ago I see a boy in my room he is pointing towards my  wardrobe  he  seems  to  be  telling me to move it. I wake up thinking it is a dream. I walk to my wardrobe and move it. I find a small dark blue door I open it and crawl inside moments later I enter this room and I see a small boy sitting on this chair he tells me this same story and then he disappears.”

As the old man finished the story he slowly became transparent and the then he vanished.

I screamed and ran for the small blue door but it was locked I slammed against it but it was immovable.

I screamed but no one heard me……

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Now I sit in the chair and I wait. I am planning. I am thinking. I am scheming. I am waiting for my replacement.

By Tameka

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THE MAGIC METEOR by Angus

Late one night I was quietly reading one of my books when something landed in my backyard with a huge BOOM!!! And a great flash of light lit up my whole room.

I couldn’t believe it, I ran to the window but I could barely see because there was a blinding green light coming out of a hole in the middle of the backyard.

At first I was frightened because I was the only one home, you see my parents were at a wedding and I didn’t want to go. I hate weddings. It’s just mushy and love isn’t my thing. Anyway for a while I just stared out the window but then I decided to check it out because nothing was happening and I wanted to see if there was anything out there.

I knew it was cold outside so I grabbed my jacket and threw on my hat. I love my hat, I would never ever leave without it. I quickly slipped on my slippers, ran downstairs and left the house. I darted straight to the hole but luckily it wasn’t as bright as before so I could see everything.

I looked in the hole and all I could see was a gooey green liquid. It looked like the snot that comes from grandpa’s nose. I leant over the hole to get a better look and my wallet fell out of my jacket pocket and into the slime.

I was grossed out. It was disgusting, my wallet was covered in the stuff. I didn’t want to touch it so I got a stick, reached in and used it to drag my wallet out. Then I used the stick to rub the wallet across the grass to get the slime off. After that I flipped it open and I couldn’t believe what I saw, man my wallet was stuffed with cool hard currency – I’m talking $20s, $50s & a truck load of $100s.

“OH BOY!” I thought, “I’M RICH!!! And I’m talking mega, stinking, filthy rich, this is so radical.” But then I had another thought, like that I had to keep it a secret man. I mean, if my parents found out they would confiscate the money because they’d think I’d stolen it.

So I kept the money and spent it and I hid all the things I bought in the shed. You see my plan was to hoard it all until I was 18 then I would buy my mansion and deck it out with all my stuff. While I waited, I tell you I really enjoyed spending the cash. I bought a few sports cars, 5 plasma TVs, a Playstation 3, Nintendo wii, 2 Hot tubs, 10 arcade quality

games, a speed boat, a Ducati motorbike, some go carts, loads of junk food and chocolate, even a supermarket grade fridge to keep it all in.

After about a month of spending the shed was about chockablock and I was starting to think about finding another storage facility when something weird and horrible happened.

One night I was in bed when I heard a loud whooshing noise in the backyard and I saw a huge flying plate it looked like a really sad excuse for a U.F.O. it was hovering above the shed. As I was watching a green beam came out from the bottom of the UFO the beam shone onto  the roof of the shed and the roof peeled off like it was a banana skin.

Then I watched in horror as all of my stuff rose up out of the shed and disappeared into the UFO.

“Oh man they took all of my stuff.” I moaned. “Those pigs.”

I felt really sad and then I got angry and I did a really dumb thing I ran out and threw a rock at the UFO. When I did something that looked like a gun poked out of the UFO but instead of blasting me it said.

“Thank you for doing our Christmas shopping for us we are very grateful here is a little thanks.” As they said it a round object fell out of the UFO and landed beside me I ran over and checked it out. It looked like some kind of weird satellite dish I couldn’t believe it but I ran     inside and hooked it up to my TV and guess what?

I can get 350,000 TV channels from all over the galaxy and my      favourite show is called.

“Find An Alien Silly Enough To Do Your Shopping.”   The End.

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MY PET DRAGON by lachlan

On Friday the thirteenth! I GOT a pet dragon. Yeah man! I’m talking a real fire-breathing, town destroying, people scaring DRAGON that was under maximum security for reasons too obvious for me to bother explaining, so I won’t.

Five days later it escaped I should have realised it was planning something because it hadn’t blown fire for at least  four days. He’d been saving up his energy for one massive blast.

The first I knew of the horror was when I was

sitting in class at school and heard the huge explosion I looked out the window and saw an enormous fireball erupting near my house.

A minute later I heard fire engines racing to the explosion there were like 50 of them they had their lights flashing and they had their sirens going. Then I saw more fire and the fire engines retreating.

Then I saw my dragon come stomping out of the fire and smoke. He was as angrier than I had ever seen him and there were people everywhere trying to get away and to top it all off he was heading towards the city.

I said to the teacher that I had a stomach ace and she said to go  to sick bay.  Once I got out the door I raced down the hall way and out of the school then I thought.

“How am I going to get to the city before  my dragon.” Because I couldn’t drive and I didn’t have any money so I decided to run but then I got a better idea I started hitch hiking finally some one stopped and I got  in.

The driver looked at me. He looked like someone out of Lord Of The Rings he was wearing battle armour and I could see a sword and shield on the back seat.

“Hi!” he said “My name is Dogma the Dragon Slayer and I need an apprentice and you’ve got the job!”

“Wicked.” I yelled.

To be continued

By  Lachlan

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Hobbo  Happiness by Wayne

One cold night I went for a drive along a lonely road in my mates brand new FT-86 Toyota Concept car and man it rocked. I have no idea where he got it or why he leant it to me but I guess it was my birthday and he wanted to be nice. Actually that’s what he said to me when he handed me the keys. “Be nice.”

Anyway it started to get cold and I pushed the button to turn on the heater. As I did the car gave a shriek and then suddenly it went as fast as lightning. Before I knew it, I was in a totally different place; there were hobos everywhere and they were blocking my way and I had to slow down so I hit the brakes. As I slowed down, a piece of paper flew through the air and stuck on the windscreen right in front of my face. Luckily I had pretty well stopped or I would have crashed.

Through the windscreen I could see the writing on the paper it said:

FIND TOM HE NEEDS YOUR HELP.

MAKE ALL ENQUIRES at.

476 HOBO DRIVE, DUMPVILLE 6663

MARYS OLD AND CLAPPED OUT JUNK SHOP.

Well, I tell you, I was curious and I’m a bit of the adventurous type so I thought I might try and solve the mystery. So I started cruising around the streets until eventually I found the shop. I went inside and there was this grey haired, wrinkly as a hairless Chihuahua, old lady. I walked up to the counter and said “I found this in the street and it said FIND TOM HE NEEDS YOUR HELP. Do you know anything about this? Because it has the address of this shop on it and it said to make all enquiries here.”

The little old lady just gave me this really cold stare and then she said. “Oh don’t worry about him, he’s my long lost lay-about, shiftless, lazy, good for nothing brother, who cares about him? I don’t and neither should you. He’s a hobo and he has never done anything good in his life.”

“Okay.” I said. “It really sounds like I’ve come to the right shop.”

But she didn’t really answer me again, she just kept blabbering on.

So I just walked away and started asking all the other hobos that I could see if they knew Tom or where I could find him. But I tell you it was frightening, I mean I actually  thought  the  hobos  might  eat  me,

were gross; some had no teeth, some had dirty faces, some had ripped clothes, some even had snot encrusted on their face.

A couple of them even tried to chase me but they couldn’t catch me because they were old and starving and had no energy. Each time I asked one of them if they knew Tom they would say;

“No” and “Why do you care?”  and I would say “I don’t know why I care I just do.”

Well I kept on searching and searching and searching but I couldn’t find him so eventually I went back to MARYS OLD AND CLAPPED OUT JUNK SHOP and told her that I couldn’t find him. But she was still blabbering about how useless Tom was. It was like she had never stopped from the last time I was in her shop. It was really sad and I felt a bit depressed so I just went back outside, as I did a nice new shiny black and chrome limo rolled up beside me and I guy got out and said. “Hey kid are you the one looking for that old filthy, no good hobo Tom?”

I said “Yeah what would you care?” Then he said “Because I’m Tom.”

Then I said “So what’s with the piece of paper with the.

FIND TOM HE NEEDS YOUR HELP.

MAKE ALL ENQUIRES at

476 HOBO DRIVE DUMPVILLE.

MARYS OLD AND CLAPPED OUT JUNK.  What’s with that? By the look of that limo you don’t need any help at all.”

Then he looked at me with watery eyes and said “That’s my sister in there and she hasn’t wanted to see me for years. So I left that piece of paper on the ground to see if anyone cared enough to try and find me and it looks like it’s you kid.”

“Yeah it’s me, so?” I said

“So!” Said Tom. “I’ve won Tattslotto and that’s my Limo and I want to share my fortune with someone who deserves it, like with someone who would do a good deed without thinking of a reward.”

I looked at the Tom and said. “You’re kidding me man.“

And he just said. “Well I’ve got the right numbers for next week’s         Tattslotto and I want to give them to you.

“Wow.” I said “How do you know the numbers?”

And he just gave me a smile and said “You can know the secret or you can have the numbers. You chose. You can have one but not the other.”

“Okay.” I said “I want to know the ……………….

The End

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CAPPUCCINO  MAYHEM By Lochie

When I grow up, I want to be an AFL footballer right, but I have no idea how I am going to get there. Because, you see, it’s only my first year and I lack experience – like how to run with the ball, how to find space & how to kick accurately.

It has been really tough but weird enough, a week ago I was sitting out the front of a coffee shop when a man yelled. “Coffee, coffee lots of energy, a real pick me up just $2.50.” Now you see, I’ve never liked coffee but that day I thought I’d try it because I was seriously tired from watching the DVD of the 1989 Grand final where Gary Ablett went nuts, kicked 9 goals, took home the Norm Smith medal but not the Premiership Cup, which really sucks because I’m a cats supporter. Anyway I was tired, so I bought a cup of coffee and drank it. Quite nice actually.

Then I went and played the semi-final. I was playing like a gun.  Literally I was on fire, like dude throw water on me and steam would come off me, I was seriously smoking. I kicked 9 goals, had 17 disposals and 8 marks. “That’s exactly Gary Ablett’s stats in the 1989 Grand Final.” I said to myself in disbelief. I was so excited my team won and we were in the grand final.

Somehow I knew the key was to have a coffee so I went back to the same coffee shop the next Saturday and got a latté. It was perfect. I soon arrived at the ground for the game. I was absolutely pumped. As I was walking past the toilet I saw Jake and Josh, a couple of my teammates, in the corner sculling out of a green looking can with a V on it.  Jake looked at me and said “Try some of this, it will pep ya up man!” “What ya talkin about man?” I asked. “It’s GUARANA, dude it’s the bomb, it’ll fire us up for the game.”

Well silly me, I drank some and I tell you it immediately reacted with the coffee and three hours later I woke up in hospital.

“What happened?” I asked groggily. My dad was sitting beside my bed “Son I’m worried about you.” He said. “You played in that game today like you were possessed. You had 75 kicks, 102 hand passes, kicked 67 goals, 52 of them were for the opposition, you ate a goal post, punched the umpire and set fire to the team bus. Not only that but, we lost the grand final and you’re banned from playing footy for life!”

“That’s it.” I said “I’m never drinking latté ever again!”    The End.

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THE LAB COAT  by Jye

I’m on the playground going down this old creaky slide when….. SNAP. The slide completely breaks to pieces and I fall to the ground. I hear a loud crack coming from my back. My vision starts to fade and I black out.

I wake up in a huge container with all these wires attached to me. I take them off and hold them in my hand. “Where am I? Why am I covered with chords? Why am I wearing a white coat!!?” I smash down the door of the container and run out of some sort of future looking hospital.

I run towards some sort of general store. I run to the checkout dude and yell in his face. “WHERE AM I!!?” He looks at me with wide eyes and says. “You…. You are in Dandenong. It’s the year 2048.” I stare at him, gobsmacked, and stammer. “2048” I turn around stiffly and walk to a mirror. I have an older face, brown spiky hair and dark blue eyes.  I am also wearing a white scientist’s coat.

All of a sudden the coat flashes yellow and I am teleported to a laboratory. The coat turns green and little bubbles appear on it to. My arms grab all of these different coloured vials and man…..did I get scared. I was mixing this potion until…..the coat flashes yellow again and all of a sudden I see the checkout dude again. This time he simply says.

“Thank you for your help. You can go now.”

I start to black out again. As I do I see that he has the vial of potion in his hands. There is an evil grin on his face…………

I wake up in the playground under a broken slide. I look over and see a huge man staring at me. He looks like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Suddenly he walks over to me like some strange robot. I look at him in terror.

“Don’t worry he says your real name is John Connor I’m here to protect you.”

I scream……………………………..                            THE END