The mysterious Strangers was as skinny as a loaf of bread.Their eyes were as dark as the alleyway  and as muddy and frosted as the winter mud. The stranger turned their face it look wrinkled and was missing expression, no smile, no sadness and no scarceness but an empty face,  their hands looked so warn. They arrived at the train station, they cried their last  sorrowful goodbyes and the man departed from the old smokey and dusty train station the smell of darkness pierced everyone's noise like needles. 

The other strangers trudged home with depressed looks on their cold faces... They stepped into their old rickety dirty house and diapered. Then the child cried  "When will Daddy be home?". The mother replied (sadly) "only the future can tell" the mother looked at the picture of the tree of them a tier streamed down her face.

suddenly,the mother dropped the photo she started crying continuously "come back". Shouted the mother ,, the child payed not attention to the mother like they went even same house then the child stumbled out of the house. The child looked passesd and wcealked twordes a photo in a window of a diffrent house and mumered in a mystirious voice "must find them all" and started to walk twords the train station.

As the mother walked through the rikity house she saw the beatiful origame bird it was a sign of happiness and eternal goodbye. there was a old dusty clock, the warn hands read quter past nine. She staird  at the brockenand torn hat that her husbind had left behind
 

Slowly,hurting,near to death,a man crawled out from behind a ally way ,p obably after a mammoth explosion he would be outragesly  hurt! In need of drink,food,hygine boost and a shelter maybe it did help.The skinny man pleaded him for money.He begged the more lucky man.Athur placed a donate of thirteen dimes in the boney hand of the man.He thanked and blessed the man.Arthur took of his hat and bowed "you are truly welcome"the mans face lit up with joy."goodbye for now " what did that mean Athur thought as he wonderd back home.

He got home his wife greeted him,she was a beautiful young woman they had a wonderful little daughter see she was only eight and extreamly sensitivitie.Then they heard a thud"oh the post man!"the little girl went to collect the mail "thank you alason " he thanked .Asingle tear fell down his face .He had teared the White ruff paper and  now was holding the letter in the air.

As this time took place in time so did an other in an other land far away chaos raihned and so did monsters as evil as can be.But that is for later...

He packed his case with clothes food and drink 

Lurking in the land of the unknown,wating and wating,wating to set off set off and lave my family.

A minite past by I didn't bug  said to my self " why am I doing this "  then remembered the opitunities , the opituities that lay underneth the sea.

When I left Myhouse I was regreting to leav regreting every little thing but I new I hat to go because of the opitunies, I was thinking where I was going to eat sleep and evan die.

When I set off I walked walked intill the eye can no longer see Iwas walking for at least 4 hours straight. IntillI I reached a red hot air balloon, there was a letter and it said clime into the box and your opitunities will await you so thats exactly what I did 'I climed into the box and there I went.

Before I got out of the box I imagened a place where the sun always shines , where wars never happen , where no - one neever dies.

As I was about to get out of the boxI hearda thud then another then another , my heart was beating like a car wheel goinground and roundthen therewere jinoumus drips of water dripinginto the box.

I felt petrified as I got out head first , there were a masiv and I mean masiv drips crashing down on my head , I looked upand but nothing was there.

Down a hill I saw a little bunglow , it looked like it had bean abandned because the windo was smashed a there was a hole in the roof.I went down to cheack things out , as I open the door I could fell the gust of  wind hit my face.

The first thing I lay my eyes on was a picture , they was a misterious creture in the picture , it had a long skaly body with sharp spicks on its back  they were like samaria swords just smaller an way sharper.

There were also tall , thin wite buildings like sky scrapers with jinoumas chimnies ( I thought there were jiunts living in them) By the side of the picture there was a oreagamy bird , I thought why is it a bird , why is it a animile , caunt it be a car our something.

In a blink of an eye I saw wat my daughter droow and then It chanshed back to th first picture. Then I remembed why I was so scared to leave my family behind.

Before I noticed it was getting dark so I decided to get a mat and rolled it up to be a pillow a nd gore a blanket I got another and just slipped it over me. 

I tried to fall asleep but I couldnt and then it started to rain and then I remembedI was derectlyunder neth the hole in the roof.Then I hered a loud roure I was starting to get scared , I decided to man up and go to see what the noise was.

I riped off the carpet andwent to open the dooras I didI herd a loud rour againI openedthe door and I saw it the beast it looked jinoumus and it also had some wered kind of writingingraved on near its eye.

It saw me and throu  me up in air I thought i was dead but I wasnt he cepet on doing so intll I was.

I new every thing was over y family my frinds and even my baby daugter.

I trip traped down the the street on my daily jog back home. That day felt diffrent ever scince I saw that blood thirsty three thumbed mule ( the creature). I arrived back home and went to see my precious pictures. I tip-toed up stairs I whent to my room, and my picture was smashed to smithereans, sadly there were no ramains. I saw that my bedroom window was smashed, so my heart and then out of the blue I could see a peice of fabric(I swere I saw that before).

When I was eating that night I was thinking about the smashed picture. Any-way the next day I set off to a new home, I packed my suit-case and said my goodbye's then set off. I arrived at the new house, it was very spooky when I got in it felt very weird. 

there was a picture of a fammily and there belongings, there was a little girl and her mum and dad, they had clockes, pots and treasure chests it was so odd and thats how it started...

I took a step outside and 80 old messdup birds swooped over my head, there was floating  cats and dogs and flying lemas with wings, then suddenly a walking wale appeard out of the blue" I believe that this is a magic country?" "this is so wierd, its late I better go to bed."

I stept into the house and went to my bedroom went to my bedroom in there was a nother picture I saw a city with humungouse creature with spiky scales reaching over the clouds and diving under the sea-dervaroing the city, crunching it with is heart-stealing spiky scales , with life thretning piosenous tips! I wonderd why there were so many pictures everywere.

when I fel asleap that night I had I flash back from my journey on the ship from when I flebed my family, some wethers on the ship were not very good: 
stormy, lightning, rugh waves, rosting and freazing.

I arrived at the harbor and there was statues reaching the clouds, I got in to a big building were I was checked. First I registsered my name, then the docter checked my eyes, ears and mouth. After that they labled me and checked I could raed there language, gave me a sticker and then I was good to go.

And here I am now living here having a happy life, and now have a way to life. I keep up with my family and every thing is good.

AND THAT IS THE ARRIVAL! 

When he woke up, suddenly,  he heard a swoosh of air come from his window, followed by a slow creek after it being closed. He looked on the floor and saw a peice of paper. It had what looked like two people and their  daughter. Everything was quiet exept his ancient wooden clock. 

Afterwards, he walked outside without anything bothering him. suddenly, he noticed a magnificent tall statue outside his house. He had never noticed it before, and he saw the same photo he saw earlier on the statue. He thought what it could mean, maybe someone had dropped the photos? Maybe someone purpously put them there? Maybe it's a sign? Who knows?

Just then, he realised about the past, the past flew into his mind like his head was a magnet and the memories are metal. Rapidly, he remembered what he left his family in that moment he wanted to go back. 

Terrified that his family won't be safe, petrified that his family could be dead! Worried that he wont have a family to go back to.There fore he wanted to go back to see them (even if they're dead or alive).

Somewhere in the ocean, he is lost with nothing to help him find his way in the lost, large ocean. Suddenly, a collosal cloud hovers over the ship. On the boat, he has time to think if he is doing good going to this mysterious land...  


The land grows closer and closer, he starts to think what will be there? Who will be there? The collosal cloud follows the tiny ship. Later, it starts to get dark so he heads to his room where he heared a weird noise.

He goes to look for it. He can't find anything so he goes back to his bed. He heard millions of people strolling past he cant go to sleep in his uncomfy old bed so he lies there waiting to arrive to the land he looks out his window to try see other ships coming from other lands. He wonders if he will ever get to the mysterious land...

When he arrived everyone was running towards a tunnel, a long deep dark tunnel with mysterious symbols. Everyone was going into rooms he had to wait a long time before he could go in. He didnt know what was in there. When he got in they did lots of inspections on him then he coud become a real citizen of the mysterious land.


THE END (FOR NOW)

By April Howden

Mystery, malice and suspense. Behold, the city of unknown. The place where wondering never ends. The place where mysteries must be solved. The place where danger... holds on forever. I am writing to you to tell you that I have discovered a land of complete distraught! 
It was a wet, cold night and I was walking on the side of the street when I hear a piercing sound that I was eager to find out who or what  could own this noise. I gazed around the corner of a dark, damp alley and before me stood a beautiful creature. It was pale as paper and as talented can be. Purple sparkles flew out of it's paws as it frolicked around. As we met face - to - face the creature transformed from a playful animal, to a timid, shy animal, and scattered away. As I watched the majestic creature leap away feeling threatened, I wondered what this astonishing creature could do.

I walked back home that dark night when memories flashed back into my mind about these mysterious, strange people. And when I arrived at the house I was going to stay in, there were pictures of the exact same people I had thought about... on the doorstep.

My eyes widened as I stared at them unbelievably, so I decided to take them inside. I sat on my warm, cozy bed as I ran my gentle fingertips across the pictures. They were severely damaged and as creased as an elderly man's wrinkles. The first picture was of a dark-skinned male who looked quite  serious. He was wearing a fabric hood and a flat hat.

There was a picture of an elderly man with a handkerchief as black as coal, which was tied around his round head. Following that was a man who looked overly suspicious, he was wearing a black jacket which looked like it could many sinister secrets...

The next picture was a man wearing circular glasses and a brown hat. He also look quite sad as well. All of these pictures had me overly thinking. So, I decided to rest my head for the night. As I drifted off, the pictures gently slipped out of my grasp.

Morning had broken, the birds were singing, the wind was swaying, it was a new day. And I was still thinking about the old pictures. I grabbed another one, it was a dark-skinned woman who was wearing a black and white, silk bandanna. I placed the photos on my oak, wooden dresser. It was at the point where I needed to find out where these damaged photos came from. However most importantly, why were they on my doorstep?

I slipped on some fresh clothing and staggered down the carpeted staircase. I was at my modern-styled kitchen when I noticed something in the corner of my eye. I slowly stepped over to my marble counter saw a pile of more old-fashioned pictures. I stood there, just staring at them unbelievably. My jaw dropped, it was so silent in the room, i could hear my heart beating. My face was as lifeless as a ghost. I took the pictures up to my bedroom once again. Without a single emotion or word.

The photos were crumpled and damp, there was a picture of an origami paper bird, and it looked identical to the paper bird that I would keep under my hat. I could picture the bird coming to life, his white feathers would flap gracefully as he would fly and dance with the fresh and calming breeze. Moving so silently on, there was a wooden, oak clock which was dusty and old. I looked at the clock so quietly I could almost hear it ticking.

Glancing at the next damaged picture, I could see a white china tea pot with a slight crack in it. There was a hot, burning steam running out of it. There was a picture of a brown leather suitcase with golden edges and corners. If you were to carry it the suitcase would swing bouncily along with you, (where ever you would head.) 

There was a family of three, but the only thing was. The man in the picture had the same daughter as me. The same wife as me. But overall... the same identity as me. My head felt woozy and my body started rocking. As I blacked out, I dizzily collapsed onto my bedroom floor.

It was another day, which meant more mysteries to be solved and more pictures to discover. My pale eye lids opened, and then closed. But then opened once again. I moved the grey, silk curtains out of my way and tiredly opened the clear glass windows. The sky was grey and gloomy, the clouds were sobbing with rain. It was a very mournful day. As I glanced down at the windowsill, I noticed another picture. I carefully reached out the window and grasped hold of the picture and then heavily sat down on my bed. I moved it close to my face, it was a picture of the town that I was staying in at the moment. As I looked closer, i notices a long tail slithering across the town, it's colour was as black as a shadow. It had spikes that were running across the top of the creature's spine that were as sharp as blades. 

As I silently stood there I sensed the picture fly out of my grasp. I looked as lifeless as a ghost. Suddenly, I heard a piercing scream coming from a house nearby. My whole body started vibrating and shaking like I was in the Arctic. Completely terrified, I sprinted over to my brown, leather suitcase and stuffed all my clothes inside, and slammed the suitcase shut. 

Immediately I rushed to the door, unlocked and was about to leave when I caught something in the corner of my hazel eye. It was the origami bird that my beautiful precious young daughter had made me, I knew I couldn't leave the gorgeous thing behind. I quickly stammered over to the kitchen counter and gently placed it under my hat. 

Faster than the wind, I rapidly ran out the door and sprinted down the street. I suddenly heard a loud crack in the road that was behind me. Out of the blue, the same creature that was in the picture suddenly burst out of the ground with a horrific roar. 

As I noticed the horrifying monster, I immediately started sprinting double the speed that I was running. In the distance, I saw a wooden deck with boats parked by the side of it. As I ran to the deck, I noticed that a boat was leaving to a place I do not know. Without hesitation, I leaped off the wooden deck fearlessly with pride. While I was in mid-air, I felt like I was being starred in a film, and that I was being recorded in slow-motion. It felt.. breathtaking. As I landed on the metal, blue boat, I let out a sigh of relief as the boat drove away into the horizon. 

Hours had passed by and I was still in the same place on the boat from where I had landed. My stomach was moaning and my throat was begging for hydration, I needed food. I stood up and decided to look around.

Not too long after and I was approaching the buffet with complete relief. I sat down with a plate full of roast turkey, and a glass full to the rim of fizzing, bubbling champagne. I ate the turkey with delight and drank the champagne with glory. Before I knew it, I was stuffed more than ever before.

The moon had risen and my eyes were close to closing. I waled over to the empty tables in the dining room and whipped off a table cloth from one of them sneakily grabbed a cushion from a  glass chair. Before I drifted off, I thought to myself : " What about my family? " ...

By Charlie

Between the sky and the sea there is an ancient city where multiple people call it their home forever. one day a immensely adventurous man went to find out who or what was up there. He traveled there in a not protected hot air balloon so if anything sharp or jagged were to hit it, it would go Bang! and crash down to the ground. the day that he left a train had passed by, a ploom of smoke had come out of the train. It looked like it had a face in on It, hung around in the air for a very long time. His wife and kids were absolutely terrified at what it was and if it will do anything to them, or their town. When the Father had left the house he walked towards the face, wondered what it was and if it would do anything, he kept on walking to the hot air balloon. after he had figured out how to work the hot air balloon he took off.  And that man was me!

When he had arrived at the floating island he saw loads of strange looking people, one of them looked extremely old and depressed. They were all moving around, like a normal day and nothing had happened. However I knew that something mysterious was going on? One man looked so ancient that he should have passed away years and years ago. one woman stared at me and was sort of African looking, within 20 secs of her looking at me they all vanished into thin air.

I landed my hot air balloon in a clump of trees, so that know one could move it or puncture it. I went on foot from there. Eventually i came to a settlement (village/town), I saw a man who looked like he was a RAF pilot / bomber and worriedly muttered "hello my name is George whats yours?" The man didn't answer anything but he did show me some hand signals