Strange: The Senior Young Writers Group Zine 2023

They were then spiked by their wooden stakes. And then we
had trouble. The enemy was fast and caught up and chained the
ten men to each other. We were led inside.
We were thrown in jail and locked away but two seconds later
the person next to me was brought out. I heard screaming and
blood that was scarlet.
Then I was next. I had the worst death of all. They forced me to
jump over a candle five times and then they would let me free.
The problem was that I was small. The second my woollen
pants touched the fire I was up in smoke.
But this is not the end of my tale. If that was so, I couldn’t be
writing this story. I had two layers of pants, so it produced lots
of smoke. I dashed out of the way and instead of me dead, the
enemy king ended up clapping so hard he leaned off the edge
and fell into a pool of snow. Leeches, they were two metres
thick and had a large appetite with a taste for royal blood.
And by Odin’s mighty beard, he then popped until he was just
clothes.
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