We would like to share one of these stories with you.
Christmas Eve
By Conor Watts
The clock struck midnight and all the lights went off. Nobody was around. All the blinds of the houses were shut. All the children were dreaming of Santa Claus coming into their houses and filling their stockings.
Then, Santa's sleigh whizzed onto a roof. This was the first house and he was worried that any children would wake up. He didn't have much luck in the 16th house he went to. When he was in the room where a child was sleeping, he tripped over a toy car and fell onto the floor! The child heard the noise and woke up. He looked around the room. He was very frightened. Then he saw a polished black boot behind his bed. "Santa!" the child shouted.
The child flung the sheets off him. He jumped on top of Santa. "Santa!" the child shouted again. The child squeezed Santa.
"Ho Hack H..." Santa was choking! The child got off Santa with an eager face. Santa got up and filled the child's stocking up to the wooly brim. He held the child's hand softly and brought the child downstairs.
Santa sat down on a comfy brown chair where a tray of mince pies, a gleaming orange, a carrot and some shiney white milk were laid out on a beautiful Christmassy white table. Santa reached out and took a mince pie and bit it. "Yummy," said he, "this is the best mince pie yet." Santa gobbled up the pie. He grabbed another and put the whole pie in his mouth. "I'd better give you the presents now." Santa gave him the presents. "Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas!"
Santa flew up the chimney and got into his sleigh. Rudolph's nose started to sparkle and they flew off.
The end.
Well done Conor, you're now a published author!!