Week 20 The Slippy Getaway by Laurynas

” RUN!” I screamed.

It was midnight when my gang of robbers broke into a local bank. Our aim was to sneak in silently, grab all the money and drive away like nothing happened but one of the robbers set off the alarm.

We ran as fast as the wind to our pick-up truck where our getaway driver was waiting for us. Once we all entered the car we drove away. We were moving very fast when suddenly we saw an oil spill on the road in the distance.

Once the truck drove over the oil it was out of control and it skidded into a ditch .The police arrived after a few minutes and we were caught.

” Who spills oil on a road?” I asked myself angrily.

Week:20 The Home Strait. By Shane C.

It was Grand National Day and I sat on my horse at the start. A huge crowd had gathered around the track at Aintree, to watch this race of 52 horses which was surely going to be pure carnage.

The flag dropped and we were off and the noise of hooves thundering against the grass began. 52 horses and jockeys jumped at the first fence but only 45 made it to the other side.

 

As we headed towards the home straight only 20 horses with jockeys remained and I was up at the front. We were moving very fast when suddenly one of the loose  horses crossed over in front of us. My beauty followed him as he led us towards the railings. The dream was over!