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Fiction Writing Summer Camp 2021

​Young writers aged 11 to 13 joined us for an online Fiction Writing Camp from 26th - 29th July 2021. Imaginations soared to inventive worlds ranging from an infamous art robbery, a purple dragon who loves marshmallows, the recollections of ants, a poisoned hairbrush, some monster hunting, and crime. Each writer delved into the lives of memorable characters and twisting and turning plots.

​Young writers aged 11 to 13 joined us for an online Fiction Writing Camp from 26th - 29th July 2021.

Imaginations soared to inventive worlds ranging from an infamous art robbery, a purple dragon who loves marshmallows, the recollections of ants, a poisoned hairbrush, some monster hunting, and crime. Each writer delved into the lives of memorable characters and twisting and turning plots.

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“Well, actually she’s much stronger in the north than you and her overall numbers are<br />

much better…” mumbled the first sidekick.<br />

“Shut your mouth!” said Frankie as he spun back and slashed the first sidekick across<br />

the face. Then Frankie turned back to Velma, “Next please,” he giggle as he threw the<br />

bloody dagger at Velma.<br />

Velma started to run but the knife cut through her elbow.<br />

“Yaow!” screamed Velma.<br />

Her friend got up, “I have your Bentley outside Velm,” he said.<br />

“Thanks Stephen,” flinched Velma.<br />

Velma and Stephen raced down the stairs.<br />

“Get to the lift!” shouted Frankie.<br />

When they got to the car park, Frankie saw Velma and Stephen in the Bentley.<br />

“Goddamn, why does everything always have to work out so damn well for her?!”<br />

shouted Frankie as he ran up to his car, “No. 2 your now No. 1”.<br />

“Hell yea. Promotion baby!” said the sidekick.<br />

They got into the car and Frankie slammed on the accelerator. They drift around the<br />

corner and they keep moving down Ohio Street.<br />

“Em…Sir? Can we real quick stop by the airport? asked his sidekick, “I gotta pick my<br />

nana,”<br />

As Frankie gave him ‘the look’, he swiftly drifted around a corner. He started to hear<br />

police sirens.<br />

“It’s the Feds!” said Frankie’s sidekick.<br />

Frankie started to pull in.<br />

“Wait, what? I’ve never seen you give into a copper before.” Said the sidekick.<br />

“Well, we lost her.”<br />

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