Zombie Soccer

It was a normal day and my friends and I had begun a soccer game. Suddenly the ground shook and a sad, low moaning sound was heard. Hi my name is William, but my friends call me Will. Sorry for saying this right now but I forgot. Now back to the story. The moaning sound traled of and became a highpitched laugh. The ground gave way and we began to fall. "AAAAH" Cole screamed. "WE'RE GOING TO DIE" wailed Dillon. Bang! We landed on a smooth, rock field. A laughing skeleton walked up to us. "Welcome" he said "This soccer match will be your last." Two goalpost and eight zombies rose from the ground. The game begun.
To Be Continued ...

The Adventures of Doodle

The pencil hit the paper. An oval with spikes on top took Form. My eyes, nose and mouth were made. As my body was being made I took a deep breath. I was alive!

I took some steps on the wet grass. A huge dragon soared across the sky. Suddenly the dragon's left wing disapperd. The dragon fell to the ground with a "CRASH!". "AAAHH!" I shouted as I jumped out of the way. Suddenly a huge monster appeared and an eraser headed straight for me. Was this the end!

To Be Continued ...

Cheetah

Dust across the savvanah,
The Cheetah is on the attack,
Spots shoot across like lightning,
Scratches of pain appear,
It's very frightning,
Sudden death is near.
Anger pumps through his veins,
He's looking for the taste of flesh.
He only eats the meats that' tender and fresh.
Run springbok run, the cheetah's near.
He is here, death is at your door
Scratch, bite, scratch
Your body moves ... no more