I have written a few book reviews and I have a few you can look at. Feel free to look at other peoples' work on the website. The ones below are mine.

The Time Machine

 War of the Worlds

 Me, John the Octopus and My Amazing Adventure

Yesterday was a day I will never forget . A human came near me in a black suit, shining a torch in all directions, illuminating the sandy and rocky ground. Bubbles rose to the surface from his silver mechanic thing. He wasn’t really much to look at, neither were his companions holding large boxes and pointing them at me, but it was not an opportunity I was going to miss. I wrapped my eight, long tentacles around him, and looked at him with my oversized eyes under my large, droopy eyelids. I felt his single, steady heartbeat against the three hearts of my own. He pushed away from me, and I watched with eager eyes. I must have freaked him out, so I released him easily. I spread my tentacles wide, and then pushed them all together. I rose nearer to the surface, and my big, round head cast a shadow in the ocean from the bright blue sky.

            If I was in any position that I needed to speak out, I am definitely somebody with a strong personality and I would definitely be somebody who would make a stand for what is right. At things that are really wrong, I feel anger flow through me that makes me want to punch the culprit in the face. Later, I would even face guns to show people how I feel. You may think I would back out at a situation like this, because there are many people that cower at the face of death. But still, if there is something that makes me really angry, eventually, there will be no stopping me. And no, I’m not a superhero!

            I would continue to speak out against the weapons of the Taliban continuously, for every child deserves the right to go to school and have a good education. There is no difference between two genders of children’s rights, and it cannot be taken away by anyone. The Taliban have no right to steal and replace a child’s fate, future, destiny, or whatever you want to call it. I am positive that I would fight, but this bravery can easily be drained in real situation. On second thoughts, it is risky to stand up against the Taliban’s torcher methods. Malala is very brave, but if I could do it with backup I would stand up against evil. Again, no, I’m not a superhero!!!

            So, Malala is a hero, but even I would surely gather a team of rebels to fight for my own and others’ rights. It is good not to be scared by sheer force and you could tell people how you feel, so eventually, you could find a way to fight back. My first thoughts on matters like this are violent ways like rioting or large military strike forces, but maybe that is not always the right way. But to do anything, you must speak up. Let the world know.e!

The Car Crash

By Max

One summer day, my family and I were going to El Rancho. Suddenly, my mum hit the brake pedal and a van went straight into our back light. It shattered. Ronan and Dougal were sitting in the very back. As the van hit us, they jerked forward and hit the seats in front of them. It wasn’t hard enough to be dangerous so they thought it was fun.

We all got out of the car. It was broad daylight and boiling hot. We walked to the shade. My brother, Jack, hadn’t been feeling well. He went very pale. Then, because of the bump, he then threw up on the ground. My mother and father shouted at each other after the crash. I don’t know why, because it didn’t make any difference. The way the van was driving we couldn’t avoid the accident. I began to wonder if we would ever get back home! I’ve had lots of unpleasant experiences, but this one was still scary.

We waited for ages until the insurance company finally came. They took pictures. We had only braked because there was another car in front of us. Well, at least it wasn’t our fault. Anyway, why didn’t the van driver pay attention to the brake lights? Blame him!

After the insurance man left, we got back into the car and drove off. I was relieved!