KS2 SHORT STORIES

KEY STAGE 2 SHORT STORIES

EXCERPT FROM ‘COMPASS CATASTROPHE’

“OWWWW!” we cried as they trampled onto us.

It’s not a nice experience, getting trampled on. Let’s just say that it hurt. A LOT.

“The mud is alive!” exclaimed Harry. “Run for your lives!” cried Larry.

I heard footsteps getting quieter and quieter… so I swam out of the mud. I was covered head to toe in it. Yuck! It was all over my new coat too, and looked ugly. And the normal version of my coat was already ugly.

“Phew!” Ava wheezed, getting out of the gunk. “Ahhh! I’ll never be more grateful for air in my life,” Zayd puffed. “We need to run, though. The Two Arries might come back,” I advised.

We set off at a tremendous speed! We hopped over massive logs and ducked under gnarled branches. I went so fast, that at least half the mud flew off of me.

To my surprise, I heard the voices of the Two Arries! I gulped and signalled to the others to climb up a tree.

We scaled up the tree, But what was the time? Three? It wasn’t three… it was four o’clock! Pain overtook me, because I was shocked. A worried feeling surged rapidly through me, There was going to be a tornado- and it was easy to see!

Like I just told you, I could easily see a tornado coming my way, because remember, there was a tornado alert for four o’clock. But Larry and Harry were under the tree! If I jumped down, they’d catch me. But if I stayed hidden, I might get swept off by the tornado.

© Thalia S. A.

Key Stage 2 Short Story 24

EXCERPT FROM ‘THE BIG MEOWSTRY’

The chirping of the early morning birds woke me up the next morning, only followed by Mum calling me down for breakfast. Remembering our surveillance mission, I dragged myself out of bed and tugged a hairbrush through my uncooperative hair. As I opened my wardrobe to get changed, I knew I was in detective mode today. I rifled through my drawers and found my best camouflaged t shirt and combat trousers. I pulled a light green abaya on top in case I needed a change of clothes mid-mission and draped a flowing deep green hijab fastened with a green leaf brooch. I was ready.

Over a bowl of cereal, Sarah was excitedly telling mum and dad about her plan to write an essay about Amelia Earheart. “She’s amazing!” Sarah beamed. “A pioneering woman who mysteriously disappeared on an attempted flight across the world.” Sarah paused for a moment. “I want the main point of my essay to be how brave, daring and courageous she was. About how she kept on trying to accomplish her dreams even though women in her time did not used to fly and it was considered a very unusual ambition for a girl.”

Half listening, I ate my cereal as quick as I could and jumped up to wash my bowl. There was no time to waste. I carefully explained to Mum and Dad that Ameera and I were going to keep an eye out for any suspicious behaviour in the community. Mum frowned and Dad tutted, but that both reluctantly said yes. I was barely out of the front door and when I bumped into Ameera at the end of my driveway. She was dressed in similar clothes to me. She wore a light grey hijab and a white flower brooch. Each with our own copies of the suspect list, we first set our sights on Ms Williams.

© Sephora Drummond Key Stage 2 Short Story

EXCERPT FROM ‘THE BIGGEST BOY IN THE WORLD AND THE FIERY LASAGNE’

Herbert glanced at all the food. What a delight it was to see all those foods glancing back at him. “Eat me,” whispered the jellies. “I’m the best jelly of my time. Even if I wasn’t, don’t you adore my lavish colours?”, Herbert nodded in agreement. He couldn’t get his eyes off the Maltesers-ice cream-coconutraspberry-banana-caramel-jam, last but definitely not least-blueberrychocolate cake. It was glowing with light and dancing with colours. “Oh, dear”, Herbert thought.

He had a good idea. Perhaps not good for us but it certainly was good in his big belly. He swung his head around and gave the cake a heroic look, but sadly through the drama, Herbert needed the bathroom. In a minute he was back. He went back to the heroic look. He said, “You, will be mine”, even though he thought it was pretty useless. He inhaled. He exhaled. He whispered, “Are you ready for me?”, and without another word, he lunged towards the cake, occasionally having to dodge the chefs.

© Carmel D Key Stage 2 Short Story

EXCERPT FROM ‘THE BOY WHO HACKED THE SCHOOL’

“Now see here you boy, I don’t have time for this nonsense, I need to take my very fine car to the Hot Shine Car Wash only for the Super Rich. I noticed a tiny speck of dirt on this morning.” Said the headteacher. “Who invented dirt I ask you!”

“But sir!” Said the boy. “I’m sure someone said that there was big scratch on your car.”

“WHAT? I must go check at once,” Screamed the head teacher and he began running out of his office and down the corridor. “Go back to your class boy, this is an emergency!” he shouted over his shoulder.

The boy ambled into the head teacher’s office and began looking around, but he was careful not to touch anything. On the head teacher’s desk lay books such as, ‘The Best Expensive Cars’ ‘More Expensive Cars’ and ‘Expensive Car Dictionary.’ And all around the walls there were hung pictures of… you guessed it, expensive cars!

The boy thought that there would be nothing at all interesting in the head teacher’s office, when suddenly he found a very interesting paper stuck on the noticeboard, it read “TEACHER’S PASSWORDS”.

“A-HA!” Whispered the boy to himself. “This will be very useful!” And he carefully put it in his pocket.

© Moosa Mumtaz Key Stage 2 Short Story

EXCERPT FROM ‘THE SHADOW IN THE DARK’

CCRREEAAGGHHBBAANNGG!!!!!

‘What was that?!!’ I thought to myself.

I leapt out of my bed and cautiously peered through my colourful curtains. The garden movement sensor light was on.

‘‘But that doesn’t make any sense.’’ I spoke.

Just then, the sensor light turned off immersing me in an immediate darkness, so I ran to my large chest of drawers and rummaged around until I found what I was looking for. My ‘Light a night’ torch!

Just as I ran back to my window and was about to switch my torch on, I heard a crunching sound. My brain clocked this. Were the crunching sounds… bones?! I instantly froze. My eyes scattered the Garden and saw a shadow of a living being. I desperately want to switch on my torch but, I didn’t want that person to see and attack me, so I didn’t.

As I lowered the torch there was a strange howling sound coming from the outside of my room, I jolted backwards looking towards my door then the movement sensor light switched back on, so I looked. There was something moving around under it. I gulped, took a deep breath, and pressed my face against my cold window. I then saw what it was. It was a … FOX!! It was scavenging for food. “Are you SERIOUS?! All that time and it was just a fox?! I cannot believe it! UGGGH!” I said aloud just as I finished that sentence, I heard a rather loud yowl.

© Hafsa Qureshi Key Stage 2 Short Story

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