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The Legend of Trevor the Spirit…

Once upon a time there was a spirit called Trevor and he was the spirit of a willow tree…Let me tell you his story.

Trevor was a young boy who was born sick he had to eat a magical willow leaf but if he didn’t he would die, but if he ate it he would start to fade after the last leaf fell off of that very same tree. His family finally decided to take a  risk and go for it. When the boy turned 12 years old he saw a beautiful girl, who was the same age as him, and he’s told behind a tree watching her for hours on end.

Finally, feeling a little bashful, went up to her and couldn’t really speak. “H…hi um I…I’m T….T…Trevor.. W..w..what’s your n…n…name?” After he could finally get his words out he smiled awkwardly and didn’t know what to do.

“Hi I’m Alyssa, nice to meet you Trevor!” She replied, holding her hand out to shake his, “Nice to meet you too, Alyssa,” he said feeling more confident and shaking her hand excitedly. “Her uh it’s a nice day do you want to go for a walk in the woods with me.” She asked turning to go deeper into the woods. “Uhh yeah sure, why not?” He said, wait for her to turn so he could start going a little hyper…. So, off they went into the woods talking about interesting things about themselves. Alyssa told her parents about her and they didn’t like the sound of her taking to him but she found time to sneak out and knock on his door to ask him if he wants to hang out again.

Years past and they fell in love and got married, but little did they know that’s only three leafs were left on the willow tree. In two days time Trevor started to fade and in ten minutes he was gone “Trevor no please no,” screamed Alyssa when she found out and started to cry……. Then a spirit crept up behind her and said ” Alyssa, it’s me.” She turned round wiping tears from her eyes

“Trevor?” …

By Jaimie




Hodsock legend

Once upon a time there lived an ancient ruler, he was called Frank he had spiky hair and long eyebrows.He was the greatest hunter in Hodsock. One bright and early morning he went hunting in the woods,Frank saw a squirrel he was about to shoot it.”NOOOOOOOO!”shouted an unfamiliar voice .Frank looked around but he couldn’t see anyone,at last he saw a face on a tree, his eyes glanced at the face.In that moment he knew to never again hunt,so he launched his gun in to the beautiful flowing water lake he then went up to the tree to take a photo and rode home on his horse and went to sleep.

by Dylan

Shady Shadow

Imagine a place where, the fog is forever in your face, where everywhere looks like death, where nightmares are lurking around the corner, where you’re afraid of your own shadow; this is the story of that place.

The tired trees stood making a wall made around the ancient, wet fence. The never-ending fog looked like smoke, making it hard to see ahead. The wild, vast and wandering woods stood with a mysterious shadow standing still like a statue.

The woods were called Wendy Woods, they were named after a girl called Wendy she (20 years ago) disappeared when she was messing around in the woods and she was never seen again. No one dared to speak about her.

Tree branches leaned over getting closer and closer inwards and at the very last one stood the shadow. Suddenly the shadow started walking closer towards me…


By Taya and Emily