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The Legend of Hodsock

Once upon a time a small, weak tree blew in the wind on a fantastic Friday night. On the other side of the woods, where the tree stood, a gorgeous girl called Cherry went for a midnight walk even though her parents told her not too. After a hour of wandering she came across a small, weak tree full of cherries, Cherry thought it was a lovely coincidence. She decided to pick some of the cherries.

“Cherry, Cherries you pick beware of the hurtful kick!” Whispered a strange voice. Suddenly, Cherry felt someone, something kick her she started sweating rapidly, not knowing what to do she started to run. However, she couldn’t move it felt like she was stuck the ground.

She felt a cold hand on her shoulder she didn’t want to turn around but she had to. To see what or who it was. So she turned around and found nothing apart from the cherry tree. It had moved. It hissed to her, “Not listening to your parents naughty you, I was going to tear you in two but I’ll be kind you see how I was behind. You now see me in front, people will be sent on hunt. After I capture spirit and you guess what your through!”

Just like that cherry disappeared on the spot, the cherry tree shook as tears rolled from it’s eyes. Just then, they stopped rolling and froze, they turned into branches with leaves.

Snap! Went a twig as a girl called Chloe skipped through the woods. It was Cherry’s little sister, trying to shout Cherry tried and tried to open her mouth and shout. Unfortunately, for her it came out as a mumble. Chloe skipped over to the tree and touched the leaf “Poof!” Popped out Cherry.

“Cherry what are you doing here, what were you doing inside the tree?” Exclaimed Chloe, but before Cherry could answer they disappeared. Know one knew what had happened part from a boy watching in the distance. From that point he never went in any woods ever again.

That is the tale of the Cherry tree!

By Taya

The Legend Of Hodsock

Once, long long ago, lived a old tree. This tree was gnarled and ancient. The tree grew in Hodsock in a colossal home and an elegant garden. The tree was called Holly. In the massive mansion lived a kind, rich family and in the family there were 3 children. This is the story of the middle child, Hope. She would play in the forest alone, sometimes she even saw strangers. She liked to go near them but they never talked to her as they didn’t know her. However, one day she wondered near Holly and saw a strange, old man. The man called her over and asked her name. “I’m Hope” she replied ” Who are you?” He was filthy and dark. Slowly, the child walked to Holly as the man commanded. She touched the tree. Suddenly, she heard a horrid, evil laugh. She saw white, then couldn’t move. She couldn’t talk. She was the tree. Legend has it, Hope still rests in Hodsock waiting to be freed from the dark bark and dusty wood she was caged in, but only if someone touches her.

By Neve