Thursday, 10 February 2011

Welcome to the Year 6 Chiller Writing Project 2011!


This blog is the place where you can let us know of all the chilling deeds you have been up to at home. Told your little sister a scary story? Worried your mum so much she has to sleep with the light on? Found a horrifying yarn on the internet or in a book of ghost stories? We want to know about it!

Send us a link to scary stories you've found on the web. Maybe even tell us your own short chiller story that we can share in class or in assembly.

Green tickets and the Golden Book await your terrifying creations!  
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8 comments:

  1. Anonymous10 February 2011 at 14:33

    Darkened rooms are filled with horror children! Dream of me and be scared...
    fear me... hear me...
    but do not scream
    for I am the grim reaper
    ha ha haa

    by John

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  2. Anonymous10 February 2011 at 14:38

    Here is a poem Piotr and Khaledur made:

    It was dark in the night,
    It would give you a fright,
    As 'they' hold you tight.
    And you know I'm right!

    There in the dark,
    You will hear a loud bark,
    As the hellhounds bite.
    When you turn on the light.

    As you wake up,
    Your body will shake and jump,
    As they see you,
    Not one but two
    They're now after YOU!

    Now this is no fairy,
    It's actually quite scary,
    You know who im talking about?
    BLOODY MARY!

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  3. Anonymous10 February 2011 at 14:42

    Scary thougtshave come to mind
    Children are snatched at night
    Riots of monsters appear in you dreams
    Emotions cry out to you
    As you know hide and run
    My jar fills with broken lives iam evil iam grim call me sin

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  4. Anonymous10 February 2011 at 17:02

    The Bony Hand of Hell

    Mum? Mum, are you there?
    That dreadful thought remains
    Somewhere
    Running through the graveyard still trying to find thee
    Looking slowly behind me
    A long bony finger pointing at me while casting a shadow on the wall back to me
    Bouncing thoughts surrounding me Shadows casting everywhere but me
    Saying my last words and regrets before getting dragged down
    Under
    Down under there!

    By Hallie

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  5. Anonymous10 February 2011 at 18:36

    My bones rattling

    My teeth grinding

    My heart pounding

    The tree limbs thumping

    The world spinning

    Everything is in movement

    And all u can think about

    Is what may be in the dark

    Little creatures so small and dark

    Big Ole creatures so crazy and strong

    And the one creature that runs through

    You like it causes pain throughout your

    Whole entire body

    Creepy Crawlers still alive

    Back to haunt the dead or live

    And now will get u whether not

    Your alive...

    by tina

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  6. Tina mahiout10 February 2011 at 20:23

    Suddenly Tina heard a noise. She turned around, only to find that behind her was a chilling graveyard. Aaah. She screamed as two bonnie hands shot out and grabbed her with in a second she found her self in Rotting skulls and decomposing bones. (What happens next is all in the readers mind.)

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  7. Anonymous11 February 2011 at 08:05

    it was the first time that tina was left alon in the old house her dad had gone to london.

    that night tina had dinner and went to sleep early.she ran upsters ,in to her room terned the key to the lach an locked the door,seeled up the windows ,looked ,under her bed,in her wardrobe then ran in to bed and turned out the ligh .grate now were all safe and sound wisperd a jental voice...
    what happens next is all in your mind.

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  8. Anonymous11 February 2011 at 18:48

    it was dark like the world was covered in black blanket
    all i heared was the wind wishing across my face i never new were i was something grabed me behind
    i fell into a dark dark place...

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Please tell us what chilling activities you have been up to at home. Scared your little brother yet? Told a story that made your mum sleep with the light on? Maybe even tell us a short story of your own!

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