James Sicily set his eyes on the prize a piece of Almonds best chocolate lay there on the teachers desk its gold wrapper shining. Easy,the teacher was busy talking on the other side of the room. He had to make a grab for it. Stretching his arms, he grabbe

< Back
First name, first letter of surname
Isabell W
Age
10-
James Sicily set his eyes on the prize a piece of Almonds best chocolate lay there on the teachers desk its gold wrapper shining. Easy,the teacher was busy talking on the other side of the room. He had to make a grab for it. Stretching his arms, he grabbed just as he tumbled of his chair. With and earsplitting crack his arm broke. Every kid in the classroom turned his or her head towards him.The teacher stared at him menacingly as she had just parted ways with her chocolate. Which now lay gooey on the floor. Eyes watering in pain he sighed as he was sent to hospital.


“Seriously James, another mischief incident. These are becoming too often James Bryon Sicily.” Groaned James Mum as she watched the doctor wrapping up her sons broken arm. “Right before the holidays, I thought you would put on better behaviour.” She added emphasising every word.

A small Toyota trundled along the dusty lane with way too much baggage that it bent the car slightly of balance. Looking out of the window, James felt crammed in the car, it was hot and stuffy. His spoilt sister greedily chomped on Almonds best chocolate she hadn’t broke a arm for. Mum was snoring loudly and dad was wearing sunglasses under a expressionless face. A minute seemed like an eternity. Finally they arrived at the holiday house. If you were thinking that the house was recently built you are wrong. The house was a grand georgian house that was built who knows thousands of years ago. Exploring the halls of the house James found ancient scottish tapestry, gilded cages and 13 grand bedrooms. But not a single cobweb was found.