Friday, 28 September 2012

Jack's Taniwha.



The mean, ferocious, red and yellow Taniwha was waiting in the freezing cold moana for his next feast.  He could hear the splashes of the people swimming.  It wouldn’t be long before they would be coming round the bend. 
He waited quietly and hid in the corner, so no one could see him.  The splashing came closer. 
The Taniwha pounced and wrapped his tail around them.  And that was the end of the swimmers!
By Jack.

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