Stranded Part 2

It Got Darker and Darker. I was freezing cold and yet although Aunt Anne had a blanket in the boot she said there is no time for messing about and that we need to find a way to get the car to a petrol station.
She tried phoning mum but she had no signal.We really were stranded.I Must have fall asleep because when i woke up it was light. The only problem was Aunt Anne wasn't there. I got out the car and looked around but yet still she was nowhere to be seen. I never usually get worried but this time i was, wouldn't you be if you where stuck in France somewhere on your own at the age of 12. I hate Aunt Anne and never want her but this time it was different i really needed her. I sat in the car for about half an hour, i was starving and cold. I Decided to go and look for Aunt Anne. I saw that i would have a long walk so looked for something to eat and to keep me warm. I Found a granny cardigan under the back seat and found some mints in the glove compartment and then i set off. I didn't lock the car because otherwise i wouldn't be able to get back in if i wanted too. I was walking for about 2 hours when i saw a french sign saying 'mare aux canards à gauche' (Duck pond on the left) I have always been good at french. I decided to follow the signs to the duck pond in hope there would be people there but when i got to the duck pond it was empty and all frozen up. I decided to head back after another 4 hours of walking, so i just walked back the way i came. It was getting dark again, so i started running, i ran for 15 minuets until i got to the duck pond. I knew that because it was nearly pitch black i should just sleep on the bench at the duck pond. I Lay down on the damp wooden bench and started to cry. I woke up again when it was just about getting light. I Could here my name being called. I Felt shock of relive down my spine, and jumped up as quick as anything. I ran out and shouted that i was here. As i got closer to the voice i realised who it was. It was Mum.

Stranded Part Two ( this is not the story)

I will make a part 2 for the story Stranded it will be out on the 28th of February hope you all will like it!
Thanks for the encouraging comments!

Your Stories

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My Third Story (Stranded)

I had writen this story when i was younger but decided to publish it now.
Hope you all like it.

Stranded

I couldn't wait, we were going on holiday and not just any holiday, a holiday to PARIS.
I was packing my things when mum called me down with a dull look on her face, Me and your father have to stay, we have work all week and cant take any time off. I couldn't believe it, the disappointing feeling inside me took over. Mum said i could still go but i had to go with Aunt Anne the horrible stuck up aunt of them all. I wanted to go really badly but not with Aunt Anne, I sighed deciding what to do.
The next day I decided what to do, i was going to go. I packed my toiletries and magazines for the journey, while mum phoned Aunt Anne. Aunt Anne didn't seem very happy i was going but agreed just so she could get a free trip to France. When she came i realised the mistake i had made, she was wearing a large dark frock with a deep frown to show her love for me. I Kissed mum and dad goodbye, and sang the fishy song to my goldfish Suzy and set off. It was afternoon by the time we got to the first service station. Aunt Anne bought herself a salad pot a sausage roll and a coffee, guess what she bought me, a reduced chocolate bar that went out of date yesterday. We carried on driving when it began to become dark, I would have thought we would have been there been there by now. We had been driving all day and i remember when i went with dad to a interview near Paris before it only took 5 hours we left at nine and we got there and two. This time we left at eight and it was now nine at night. I asked Aunt Anne if she knew where she was going, she just snapped at me and said don't be cheeky. After about an hour after it was nearly pitch black dark and there was no other cars about, the car started to get slower until it stopped fully, we had ran out of petrel. Aunt Anne blamed me saying i used up all her petrel money with my 29p chocolate bar. I didn't say anything. We were stranded.

Second Story (My Almost Normal Family)

In my second story I have wrote as if it was a diary so thats the sort of writing i do but i will do all sorts if you post a comment asking for a type of story you want me to write.

My Almost Normal Family

Hey my names Lizzie and in this story I'm going to tell you about My Almost Normal Family.
Theres mum (Lucy) she is always singing and dancing around the kitchen, she embarrasses me when my friends come around always playing her 80s music. Then theres Dad (Paul) who builds his own little city in the basement NO ONE IS EVER ALOUD DOWN THERE! He Is crazy.Then theres my older sister (Penny) she is always out, i sometimes forget what she looks like. Its good I never see her because we don't get along. Then theres me, I'm 12, then of course not forgetting Charlie my younger brother, he is 4.
Anyway I'm kind of worried because there is a new family moving in and mum has invited them around for tea on Saturday I wonder what they are going to think apparently theres a girl about my age that is moving in what if she tells everyone about my family. Friday comes and I'm running out of time to put mum of inviting them. When the bell for school rings I rush home and dump my bag on the stairs, I Even miss my best TV show for this i get a red marker and paint spots all over my face, hopefully mum  will think I'm ill so I will have to miss the dinner. When I hear the door I start coughing. Charlie runs in saying mum said he can watch Thomas the tank Engine, I turned it on for him then coughed again. Mum came in and asked if I had art today because i had pen all over my face. I said yes and tried thinking up another plan. When I went in the kitchen to get a drink and realised it was to late, mum had already started cooking dinner singing along to Blondie. Go get your best clothes on she said. I went and got my Blue Jeans and Hello Kitty long sleeve T-Shirt. Penny wasn't in for the meal but that's no surprise. Charlie wore Jeans And T-Shirt mum said it didn't matter because he was younger. Mum made Potato Salad and Toad In The Hole with peas and broccoli. When dad got home from work there was no time for him to change so he had to eat in his work uniform. As soon as they got here i was more worried than ever, they looked Posh and we were the exact opposite to posh. Anyway the meal started and there was no conversation until the woman asked for my dad to pass over the potato salad, dad fell right into the veg and threw the potato salad onto the man. Mum tried moping it up but spilt water onto the girls meal, Charlie was throwing peas at the woman until they all stood up and left. Now that's my family,  and that's as normal as it gets.

First Story (Was it a Dream)

The story i just wrote was my first one so it wont be as good as the rest of them to come.
I usually write stories in 1st person. My inspiration is Jaqueline Wilson.

Was it a Dream? (First Short Story)

I woke up in total darkness my heart pounding wondering whether what had just happened was a dream or a real adventure. I had been being chased by a crocodile whilst I was holding a torch running through a field. I was cold and had muddy slippers, so I was wondering whether I really had been out. I lay there for at least what I think was an hour when it came to came to my head that i could have been sleep walking. I have been having these dreams since I moved to the county side, I don't think its because its more quieter. I must have fallen back asleep because the dream came back. I was out of breath hiding behind a bush, my torch facing down so that it cant attract anymore wild creatures. I was pinching my self trying to get myself out of this dream or what I would call a nightmare. I Closed my eyes hoping that if i fell asleep it would bring me back to my own warm bed. No matter how hard I tried to wake up it doesn't work, I can feel the summer nights breeze blowing against my face as tears drip down. It was all quiet when all of a sudden the Crocodile jumped from behind the bush and came straight towards me. I jumped and screamed but nearly cried out tears of happiness when i realised i was in my bed. I was sweating but had the torch in my hand, i stayed awake on purpose for the rest of the night making sure I didn't fall back asleep or else I would be trapped in a horror movie again. I sighed with joy when i heard the birds tweeting I ran down stairs to look out the window to see if there was any evidence that i had been out. There was muddy foot prints on the front steps and mud in the hallway. 25 Years have passed and yet still I still wonder Was it a Dream?

Welcome to my blog

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