One stormy night, Hogarth and his dad where driving in the old,red car then suddenly… there was this huge thing blocking the road.He crashed in to the Iron Man’s foot. Hogarth’s dad’s car was destroyed and ruined his bonnet, roof and tyres came of also i made a huge dented in the car. So they had to walk home in the rain.
My Dad grabbed his double barrel gun and hopped into the car and drove off into the mist…
After that, my Dad went out in is car to go and face of the humungous,shiny Iron Man, suddenly a rather large iron foot appeared out of nowhere and BANG!!! he crashed right into it.
“YOU OLD RUST BUCKET GET OFF THE ROAD!” screamed Hogarth’s Dad
I was fishing one day and I felt that I was being watched. I looked to the side and there he stood, the Iron Man. Running with fear, I ran home and my dad grabbed his shotgun and ran outside.
How to care for a uniason
- Uniasons are very magical and mythical creatures, which are a cross between a unicorn, a pegasus and a lion, hence the name uniason. This is an informative report on:
- * What a uniason looks like
- * What to feed a uniason
- * Where a uniason lives
- * What a uniasons habits are
- * How to train a uniason
- * What exercise to give one
- * How to know when something is wrong
How do I know when i’ve seen one?
Uniasons have a very unique appearance. Their complex colouring consists of nine colours in total. Starting at the head, its long, silky hair is a mix of: hot pink, mint green, cyan and violet. Moving on to the wings, they are many shades of holographic green and blue. Going down to the main body, you can see a variation of light pastel colours, such as pastel pink, pastel blue, pastel green and many more. Going even further down to its hooves, it is visible that they are quite shiny and that is because they are a holographic silver. Lastly, the tail is a lush, grassy shade of green so it can camouflage easily. It also has a cyan horn on top of its head and a heart on the end of its tail, which is used to show emotions.
What do I feed it?
Uniasons are herbivores. This is because they are allergic to all kinds of meat! However, they will fight and kill things if it feels threatened. It is best to feed them:
However, you must never feed them holly leaves, brambles or nettles as they contain toxins that can be fatal to uniasons. It is recommended to feed them two meals per day, each being the size of an A4 sheet of paper. If you were to overfeed a uniason, it would become ill, be violently sick and have a chance of death. You will need to chop the food into small chunks, as uniasons have very small mouths.
Where does it live?
Having originated in the Amazon, the uniason is used to hot temperatures. these hot temperatures range from 18.72 degrees celsius to 80.94 degrees celsius. Any more than 80.94 degrees celsius will cause your uniason to collapse or die from a heat stroke, but any less than 18.72 degrees celsius will cause your uniason to die form hypothermia.
Your uniason need to feel at home as you look after it or it will become very homesick and this can affect it both physically and mentally. To prevent homesickness ; surround your uniason with shrubs and rhododendron bushes, but you shouldn’t surround it with plastic / fake versions as this can cause homesickness and can also irritate skin. Don’t be alarmed if your uniason forms a dome around itself with its tail, this is a natural instinct to protect itself from heat and predators.
What should my uniason be doing?
Your uniason has many different habits from chasing mice to breaking things. One of its habits is building domes with its tail to hide in. This habit can be helpful for protection, heat and training. Another habit is to chase and kill mice. This habit is amazing, but there is one downside, your uniason will not eat the mice because it is a herbivore. Another is flying around. this is due to it being part pegasus. Its final habit is breaking things. This is from its lion instincts of shredding corpses to eat, but due to them being herbivores, they like to break inanimate objects instead.
How do I train it?
There are three ways to train a uniason, each one strengthening a unique quality.
The first method is to hide small, scented objects. This helps increase its ability to find food and know when predators are near. This activity is best recommended at meal times, so you ca hide food, however the uniason must be familiar with the smell so it knows when it has found it. This activity should be noticeably effective after 3-6 weeks of hiding at ever meal.
The second method is attatching
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Owls hooted eerily. Spine-chilling howls of wolves were heard. The deafening sound echoed through the wilderness. Reluctantly, Brooklyn crept into the petrifying forest; she had heard a lot about this monster. Before she ventured into the forest, her village told her to act calm. The ear-piercing sound of the wind whacked Brooklyn. Millions of tiny goosebumps pricked on her arms.
At last she approached her place. She knew exactly what she was doing: her plan was going to work. Time to time, she kept checking whether the moon was still in it’s place, as it was about to be taken ( yet again) by the blood-curdling creature. Standing beside the ancient, stone well, Brooklyn took out her rusty, metal bucket and attached it to the dangling rope. it was a blanket of darkness. The only light provided was the moon. She didn’t want to make a single mistake.
Pretending to take water from the well, Brooklyn peered around- still no sign of the beast. Suddenly, a terrifyingly, rapid flash occurred, striking the rough concrete. “What was that?” she whispered to herself ” I don’t need to worry- hopefully it is not too harmful.” Even though she had a plan, she had huge butterflies: so big it felt like her tummy was going to explode! Having a brave personality, she wasn’t going anywhere, “it should be here,” she muttered. Petrified, scared, nervous, Brooklyn had an overwhelming urge to run.
All of a sudden, the shining light was gone. Hesitantly, Brooklyn turned around; ever so slowly. There was a hand! A huge, blue hand! Shivers were sent down her spine. The moon was taken by the deformed beast. He had colossal, hazel eyes; blood-red lips and bristly, blue fur covered him. What business did he have with the moon? She started to quiver – more like tremble. She asked “Why do you come? What do you want?” No reply. Taking out her jagged axe, as fast as a bird, the monster’s hand responded by reaching down and snatching it away. “Huh” she gasped.
The monster had taken her, grasping her tightly. The repulsive creature began running into the depths of the gloomy forest. Everything was a blur. In one had was Brooklyn; in the other the moon. she was blinded by the amount of light the moon produced. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into awful moment. In the distance a towering house was revealed! The monster was running towards it – Brooklyn did not want to be there! ” I wonder if he is taking me there. I hope not because people say it’s haunted!” she whispered. The monster came to a sudden halt. The monster entered, ” NO!” she yelped. Too late – standing in front of them was a steel cage
Slowly, the beast opened the metal cage door and chucked the poo girl in. She landed with a thud. BANG! The cage door slammed shut. Trudging heavily, it began walking towards the door.”NO! Don’t go! Please don’t leave me here!” she begged. Clearly, the monster took no notice of the helpless girl. He left. What should she do?
Brooklyn had a mixture of feelings:scared, puzzled, desperate and so many more. From the corner of her eye, she saw a glint of light. It was the key! The beast left the cage key right beside it. “He is so dumb! Ha! Ha!” She was so relieved. The happy girl took the key. She put them into the lock. It unlocked! Now all she had to do was run for her life, so that’s what she did. Brooklyn ran as fast as she could. She decided to run to her village. After many minutes she arrived back at her village.”Huh! You are back: village meeting!” yelled her aunt.
Obediently, everybody came. There were so many questions. When the questions were over, she told them what happened and told them to bring a trap and the catapult. Again, they listened. Also, they brought a rope net.
At last they reached the tattered well. The traps were set and the catapult was ready to launch the moon. There he was – standing in front of them. “Come and get me” demanded the cunning girl. The beast and Brooklyn would be playing a game. She lead the him to the trap, “Bye-bye,” she exclaimed. Up went the giant; down came the moon. Brooklyn rolled it back to the catapult and heaved it into the basket. “Would you like to do the honors?” asked her dad. “Yes please,” she replied. Brooklyn pressed the huge, red button. In an instant, the moon was thrown into the velvety sky.
There were a lot of cheers. She had defeated the monster! The next day she became an instant hero.”You will be known around the world!” yelled her uncle, over all the commotion. “Thank you, uncle!” she replied happily.
Alone. The death-defying screams coming from all around,blood-curdling wolves howling in the darkness,creepy owls hooting and dead animals were laying on the rocky concrete. Deep whistles hummed in the silence:it was chilling. Stood still in fear;the trees creaked and its prickly,sharp branches grabbed at him. Nervously collecting water from the well, the bucket creaked a warning. Suddenly, Sam was engulfed by the sheer blackness. What was happening?
Frozen and trembling with fear: a shiver crawled up his spine. Slowly tip-toeing Sam heard a deep growl above from the cloud,blank sky. “What should I do?” whispered Sam to himself. Growls and screams echoed from the well;a menacing rush was coming! The eerie trees – which were shaped like demonic figures – seemed to be waiting for its prey. Without warning, a deep shadow appeared from the blank gloominess: it had fiendish twisted barbs,like volcanoes erupting from the head;sharp claws;and a knife-edged silver sword.
Although it looked horrifying, it had a flash of light in its hand. The terrifying,rapid flash was made by the colossal,horrific creature.Trying to keep calm Sam stuttered “Who are you?” Sweat began to creep down his back.
The strange beast howled: it glared at Sam’s soul.”Could I have the moon back?” stumbled Sam feeling petrified. This monster appeared to be as tall as a giant. Gloominess surrounded him.” If I were you I would give the moon back” shouted Sam as he attempted to snatch the moon of the monster. Swiftly running into the engulfing forest Sam had been trapped in some green,stinging nettles.Footsteps were slowly appearing. A shadowy creature hovered over Sam. What was it? Without knowing, a huge hand grabbed Sam by his neck.
Frightened,afraid,fearful – Sam was hesitating. Quickly, Sam slipped out of the creature’s hand and dashed towards his house [a cabin.] Sam had traps around around the forest:he thought he should use them now. However he didn’t have much time. Roars,stomping,howls and malicious noises were all heard by Sam’s ears. Unexpectedly, the fearless monster had caught up with Sam. They were stood face to face.What was going to happen next?
Abruptly,about a thousand beams of powerful,bright light shone into the monster’s eye; red,violent lasers shooting at his body;solid keen-edged spikes launching at his skin and a minute later the monster was down. The terrible,grotesque monster was perplexed by the alarmed young boy’s behavior. The monster was defeated and under the extensive tree.
Swiftly,Sam attempted to throw the moon into the dull sky. The moon knowing it was free flew back into it’s regular place. Meanwhile, the monster has risen onto his feet! He was going to get revenge….
Silence . Broken by the eerie hooting of owls and whistling of the wind through the trees . As I trudged through , rain crashed down on the ground around me . A blanket of darkness collapsed over the earth . Goosebumps crept up my spine as thick , opaque air surrounded me . A old sweat trickled down my forehead as I froze with fear . The only source of light was the shining moon creating haunting shadows .
Anxiously , I ventured on , the wind whispering a warning in my ears , and my red hair was pulled by the wind . Squinting through the dense darkness , I saw an ancient , cobblestone well . Mind-blown , I stumbled across the undergrowth , clawing at my ankles , to reach it [I had never discovered this well before] . Towering trees loomed over me – their branches like twisting hands , reaching out to grab me . My spine chilled . I shivered . some trees had faces carved into their bark ; others had branches like claws . Shadows stretched out from the trees , like terrifying beasts . I was panic-stricken by this : I cowered back nervously .
Avoiding the shadows , I began to heave as I pulled on the rope to fill my rust-covered bucket . I had a horrible feeling that I wasn’t alone . Was I imagining things ? Above , a cloud snaked across the crescent moon . Gazing up at the moon , it was like the moon was abandoning me . Alone in the darkness . . .
Wait – what was that ? The rocky moon had just – disappeared . Craning my neck forward , I tried to catch a glimpse of another thundering cloud or something that had caused the moon to vanish .
Rubbing my eyes , I tugged on the rope again , pulling it ten times faster than before . Out of breath , I seized my bucket , realizing it had overflowed .
I turned round slowly , a petrified look plastered onto my pale face : I had just seen a blinding flash of light , slicing through the jet-black sky above me .
“It would just be lightning,”I pondered uncertainly , my heart pounding in my head .
I was alarmed by the rustling of leaves and the hissing of the wind . Without warning , the grey moon and the grisly cloud were masked by coal-black blackness . I realized that whatever had covered them was translucent . Breathing fast , I turned my head heavenwards and gasped . I let out an ear-splitting scream .
“AAAAH!”I screeched , trembling with every syllable,” Y-YOU’VE GOT THE MOON!”
Agitated and troubled by my response , the unknown creature fled into the heart of the forest . Calling out as loudly as possible , I , who deeply regretted frightening this innocent creature , raced after it . What was it ? Why was the moon grasped tightly in it’s right hand [or what looked like it] ?
After ten minutes of yelling , an opaque creature popped out of nowhere .
“What do you want?”it snapped , clearly furious at the sight of me ,” I just wanted o make a friend for once , and Moony was my only hope .”
“Please don’t take the moon,”I pleaded,”Maybe . . . I could be your friend!My name is Molly . Who might you be ?”
Instantly , the creature’s eyes lit up . Smiling gratefully , the creature , who was nicer than it looked , replied ,”I’m Thomathon the ghost . Call me Tom for short .”
Later on , when me and Tom got to know each other , I found myself stumbling home , pulling vines out of my path . I had just befriended a ghost . . . was this the smartest idea ?
James, a 7-year-old child was doing what most kids do, play games on a PlayStation, Xbox to be precise. While he was doing this, his mum was dossing around the house giving it a huge Spring clean.
Leaving his drink and remote on the floor, he ran to the bathroom. His mum strolled into the sitting room to grab a dirty sock ( yuck ). Doing so, she knocked over the water, which went over the remote! Trying to save the remote from getting damaged, she pick it up.
Your probably thinking that she is going to get electrocuted. Well, if you said this your wrong!!!As she picked it up, she passed out.
Soon awaking, she looked around at her surroundings. She recognised where she was, but it couldn’t be possible. She was in her son’s Xbox game!
She looked at her self. She wasn’t human she was a dead…