Mystery+Writer

We had to write a story about anything.But in the story it had to have a part with a bird holding a spoon, a cat with a turtle, a oasis and a mushroom.When we had finished writing our story we had to send it to our teacher then she or he would choose a story for everyone to author. Then the teacher will read out all of the story's that had been authored then she would tell us the mystery writer then they would pick the best authored story. Here is my story


 * My Story-Our Family Trip Away. **

Since mum and dad have started work again they has been so stressed for the last couple of days it didn’t help that the fact that a bird took one of our favourite family souvenirs from Taupo.

It all started like this we were eating dinner on a Saturday night outside when a bird flew past and grabbed one of our spoons with its feet! After that it was completely silent everyone was proberly thinking about that spoon I no I was then suddenly mum broke the silence and said “why don’t we go away for a couple of days to a nice peaceful desert?” So guess what the next day we packed our bags and the next thing you no we are in the car on the way to the desert.

When we got there about 4 hours later we get out of the car and look around the place “it seems alright” said dad. As we look around to find a spot to place our tents we get a nice breeze from the wind, maybe this place isn’t so bad after all! When we find a place to camp we set up the tents and then we decided that afterwards we would have a quick look around. As we walk across the desert sand it is as soft as feathers, then we see a nice calm river so we decide to dip our feet in it “this is so nice and refreshing” I say “we should come here more often” “don’t push your luck” says mum.

Before we started to walk back to our camp we wrote our names in the sand my name was the biggest. It was so fun after that we made a fire and cooked some sausages for tea, then toasted some marshmallows above the fire man they were so delicious! When I wake up the next day we hear a loud noise come up the sand so we get out of our tents to see what the racket was when we get out of the tent we see another car parked next to ours “look” I say “theres Sam and Giorgia” When when we see each other at the same time we all say “what are you doing here?” “we are here because we need a little break everyones been stressed lately” I say “same” says Giorgia and Sam “our parents have been going on and on about going somewhere for a break but it never happened till now”.

The next thing you know we are trying to make the biggest sand castle. It was so big it was nearly taller than me! As the days passed by it seemed so quick because two days ago feels like yesterday. Today is going to be the last day that we were going to spend here so we were trying to make the most it. We dip our feet in the river, we built another huge sand castle and more. When it was almost time to leave I was kind of sad because I had a blast here it is so peaceful and relaxing, it was also good to have some of my friends here too. I wish we could stay here a little bit longer because it’s a good place to relax.

Once we pack our stuff up we look around for a couple of seconds then we hop in the car and we are on our way home. As we are half way home we decide that we should stop for a couple of minutes. As I walk around I see the most unusual thing I see a mushroom on the side of a hill suddenly I feel something in my pocket vibrate its my cell phone. As I take my cell phone out of my pocket this idea shoots into my head I could take a photo of it and show my friends at school so I take a photo of it then I start to make my way back to the car. When we get home I unpack my stuff then I start to think of all the fun I had there.

When I am finished unpacking all of my things I see my cat Fluffy cuddling up with a turtle! suddenly dad comes out side with his bag with a terrifying look on his face “what is going on” he says “I don’t know dad” I say. When I get inside I go up to mum and say “next time we go on holiday I know where I think we should go” “same” says mum then together we both say “The desert”. The next day at school I write a story about our trip to the desert and I also show the picture of the unusual mushroom to my friends. Also at school I see Sam and Giorgia they also wrote a story about there trip there too. By Courts1234

This is the mystery writers story that we authored.

By Sacha,Samantha and Courts1234
 * The mystery writers story authoured **
 * Illusion **

It was Tuesday morning on the 22 of July 1995

I was so happy we were nearly home! I looked out of the helicopter window beside me, seeing all the smoke and fire underneath the chopper. I knew we had won.

I woke up with a sore back and cramp, as soon as my eyes had opened I heard the driver yell “Mayday, Mayday! were going down!” The red and white alert button was flashing next to me, I knew this wasn’t a good sign. The chopper was out of control, it almost felt like there was no gravity!. Then something inexplicable tripped me up.

I woke up, I could smell something all around me something was defiantly wrong! I looked beside me and saw my friend Simmons. I thought he was okay but when I tried to wake him up he rolled over, I looked at his pale white skin with tears rolling down my eyes everyone around me was dead! I have to get out of here. As I was trying to get out of the wrecked chopper I could smell gasoline, once I got out I ran as fast as my feet could take me. Suddenly I heard a big explosion behind me! It made me trip over and l feel on the head first on the hot sand!

I had no clue where I was, I felt like I was in the middle of nowhere I look around I think I’m in desert. As I got up from the sand I felt something in my pocket, it was my compass, I looked down at my compass to see which way is North but the compass was pointing North in every direction, it must be busted from the sand.” Oh man how am I going to get out of this one” I said out loud, but then in the distance was something that caught my eye, something sparkly. As I got closer I began to see it more clearly, A bird whats a bird doing all the way out here, “Oh no the illusions have already started I’ve only spent a couple of hours out here” I said to myself. But then it dropped something on my head, a spoon in fact, I was so confused, I’ll just keep this in case. “Well the good thing is that I’m not hallucinating yet” I muttered to myself.

I was so exhausted, the scorching hot sun was as painful as a bullet through my back, “Luckily I had two bottles of water left” I said to myself, but when I looked in my backpack oh no both of my bottles were almost empty I’m going to die out here, but as I wiped the tears off my nose I saw something else in the distance. I definitely knew this was a mirage, but I ran into it anyway thinking at least in my dreams something good was happening, a big pool of sparkling water, I jumped in I was so happy to have water, I filled up both of my drink bottles, but then I felt dizzy for a moment and then the oasis was right there how could I have missed it? I said to myself. As I stumbled across some lovely looking mushrooms my hand went out to grab them someone said “hey don’t grab me!” what oh no talking mushrooms not again. Wait maybe they can help me get out of here!. “well you may not no it but the rescue helicopter will be trying to find us as we speak so keep your ears and eyes out”.

“Doesn’t it rain over here” I yelled as hard as I could. As I was walking through the desert I tripped over a rock that was planted in the ground, oh great sand in my eyes as i was brushing the sand off my face I heard a little sound in the background I knew what it was it was the rescue helicopter looking for me, even though I had no energy left I still ran towards the helicopter. I knew I was getting out of this nightmare. As the paramedics were helping me on the helicopter I stumbled to my knees not knowing that I had fainted.

I woke up in a plain white bed, “I was in a hospital” I said to myself, there was a person sitting next to me “your awake” a quite voice said “man I just had one crazy dream wait did all this actually happen” I said “ yes you had a pretty rough time didn’t you”, But if it wasn’t for the things that helped me” wait! what do you mean? Well these weird things happened to me in the desert” How weird” … Yea it was weird.

By Ella, Joseph and PJ.
 * The mystery writers choice. **

Illusions It was Tuesday 22 of July, 1995.

I was so happy we were almost home. I looked out of the helicopter window beside me, seeing all the smoke and fire underneath the chopper, I new we had won.

As I sat in the helicopter, I realised I had a very sore back and cramp in my legs. All of a sudden, I heard the pilot yell “Mayday, Mayday, were going down”. The alert button next to me was flashing red, and knew it wasn’t good sign. The chopper was going out of control as it shook furiously. It seemed like an anchor was grabbing hold of the helicopter and jerking it towards the ground.

I woke up. I was only inhaling the smoke from the burning petrol, as I breathed heavily. I rolled onto my side seeing the wreckage falling apart. Beside me, I spotted my friend Simmons lying with his head against the sand. As I looked at his face I saw blood trickling from mouth, and that was when I knew he was dead. His pale white skin and his lifeless body brought tears to my eyes as I walked away from his limp corpse.

Everyone around me was dead apart from the pilot who I found moaning with a broken neck in the remains of the crash. I tried all I could to help him but as the flames grew bigger, I knew he wouldn’t stand a chance. I felt rotten about leaving him but I knew I had to get out of here. I ran as fast as I could away from the destroyed chopper, trying to forget what had just happened. The big explosion behind me made me trip over and land face first into the sand. I picked myself up and kept running.

The only thing I could see was the sand dunes all around me, Making me feel drowsy. “Oh man, how am I gonna get out of this one” I said out loud,but then in the distance something shiny caught my eye. As it got closer I began to see it more clearly. The greens and yellows were making a vibrant rainbow, then I began to think. A bird? Whats a bird doing all the way out here? The bird then dropped something on my head. It must have been the shiny object that I saw earlier. It was a spoon. My head was throbbing so hard I didn’t realise how strange it was for a bird to be flying with a spoon in it’s talons.

I was exhausted. The scorching hot sun brought pain to back as though I had just been shot. Luckily I had my backpack with me, but it carried less than I needed. It contained two bottles of water both half empty, a compass full of sand and various bolts just in case the chopper broke down, but I didn’t need them any more so I dropped them in the sand and kept going.

I saw various mirages as I trudged, but as I ran up to them, I found that they were just fragments of my imagination. The sun was getting to my head, and maybe that’s where the budgies came from.

“Oh no I’m gonna die out here with no water”, I complained to myself, but as I wiped the tears of my nose, I saw something else in the distance. This time I was convinced it was real and not an illusion. As I ran up to it, it was almost like a dream come true. A big pool of sparkling water filled my vision as I jumped in. I was happy to have the shade of the oasis trees, but even more cheerful about the water. I filled both my drink bottles up to the brim, but then felt a sudden dizziness that made me drop to knees. As i did I spotted these amazing looking mushrooms on a near by tree trunk. I reached out to grab them and then got an enormous fright. Something yelled “ Hey, Don’t you put your dirty hands on me”. I realised it was the mushrooms talking. “ What greatness. Talking mushrooms.”I said as I grabbed them and scoffed them down.

I decided to leave the oasis, and try and find some civilization. As I though I saw a building in the distance, I started to sprint towards it. While doing it, I tripped hard and smacked my head on a rock.

As my eyes began to open, all I could see was the blank walls around me. A man in completely white clothing strolled through the door. He peered down at me and said “ You have been through quite a lot so we are going to keep you here for a while.” “No!” I objected. “ There were birds and spoons and. and mushrooms...”I muttered. “ There there. You have been through quite a lot for one life time and I think you will need to stay here with us at the National Mental hospital.” Oh know. I think the illusions have taken over.