The Christmas Visitors.

The Christmas Visitors.

Dedication.

I dedicate this book to my new Australian cousin who is going to be born in May and also to Mrs. Stark for being a great help with this book.

About the author.

His name is Lewis. He is 8 years old. He has red hair and blue eyes. He lives with his Mum, Dad and little sister.

One day a new boy joined our class. His name was Marcus. He was from Kosovo. He was 8 years old. He had come from Kosovo because there was a war going on. He was a asylum-seeker. His clothes were ripped and he had cuts on his face and legs. Whenever we talked about Christmas Marcus didn’t join in.

It was the start of the Christmas holidays. I said goodbye to Mrs. Stark and went out to my Mum. Then I saw the tree getting put away. “Stop”! , I said. Then I said we could give it to Marcus. “Great idea” they said. So I helped Marcus carry it home. It was cold and snowy. There were lots of cars, bells ringing and you could smell turkey. Marcus was very happy and said, “Thank you”.

When we arrived at Marcus’s house his Mum and Dad were outside. There was a hole in the roof and it was cold inside. The sofa was ripped and the TV was broken. When I was walking home I was thinking about a Christmas party for Marcus. “Hmmm” I thought.

I wanted the asylum-seekers to have a happy Christmas so that day I asked Mum if she could make food for the Christmas party. She said yes. Then I phoned Dads friend and I wrote a letter to Dad.

Dear Dad,

If you could buy a pet for Marcus on the way home from work I would be very happy.

From Lewis.

On Christmas Eve Mum, Dad and Dad’s friends came to my house with all the things they had made or bought or had as spares.

I couldn’t wait to see the surprise on their faces when we took everything to their house on Christmas Day.

On Christmas Day I woke up early and I went downstairs to open my presents. After that I had my breakfast. Then my Dad’s friends arrived for the surprise Christmas party for Marcus. Then we walked to Marcus’s house. When we arrived we shouted “Merry Christmas!” Marcus thought it was the best Christmas they had ever had.

THE END.

The Light of Horror.

Dedication.

I dedicate this book to my whole family.

About the author.

Lewis was born in Stirling in 1996. he goes to primary school. He likes sport and has travelled to New York, Bruges and Paris.

Chap 1. The Ghost Arrives.
There was a boy called Lewis, He was 8 years old and his friends thought that he was brave and fair.
He lived with his Mum, Dad and little sister in Stirling. He had red hair, blue eyes, a sweet smile and he laughed like a hyena and sometimes Basil Brush. Lewis wanted to be a football player when he grew up. He also liked rugby, swimming and “Horrid Henry”. He was laughing at “Horrid Henry and the Bogey babysitter” book when he heard the wind. It wasn’t any ordinary wind it was a tornado. Lewis ran outside and a ghost appeared in a puff of smoke. The ghost was holding a bright white light on a stick.

Chap 2. Walking into light.
The ghost came from the Atlantic Ocean. He wanted to go into the red cave inside the light to get some jewels for the poor people. He said to Lewis that there had to be more than one person going into the light and asked him if he wanted to come. Lewis said “No way” but the ghost persuaded him. So the ghost made a spell which sucked them into the light.

Chap 3. The monster.
When they arrived in the red cave a monster was guarding the lava river to stop people from finding the jewels. It had two big, black, bulging eyes, sharp, grey, rotten teeth and a red body covered in scales. It yelled “Raaaaa….”. The monster pounced at Lewis and the ghost who pulled out a sword but was killed. Lewis was alone with the monster and suddenly gained the ghost’s powers. The sword lifted up and landed at his feet. He picked it up and let out a roar. He threw it and it stabbed the monster in the head who then fell into the river. Lewis picked up the ghost, walked into the light, found the jewels and kept on walking until he got home.

Chap 4. Lewis is an hero.
Then he saw policemen outside his house. His Mum opened the door and the police gave her a newspaper. Then Lewis saw the light in his hand and put the ghost inside it. The jewels lay on the ground, the light hissed and disappeared. The police said “Lewis, you have destroyed the light of horror”. Lewis ran in and saw a photo of him and the ghost in the paper. Then the police took Lewis and his Mum to Stirling Castle where he got a medal for giving the jewels to poor people. Lewis was a hero.

THE END.