Enjoy the first three chapters of ‘Toys’, a novel by Ben in Year 6.
Toys. All children love them, they play with them, they apparently need them, however this story is the dark truth about them…
It all started a late night when a boy named Charlie had been sent to his bedroom, It was cold in his room because of a small rusty radiator that couldn’t decide if it was warm or not. He was very afraid of his wardrobe, because when he was younger his parents bought him a dolls house, it was small and now had cobwebs all over it, its been in his wardrobe ever since.
Charlie loved the rest of his toys, ( especially lego ) he would play with it all day everyday.
Charlie went to school the next day to meet up with his friend Bob. But clearly he was ill. Charlie was day dreaming about were Bob was, and soon he even started drawing pictures. “Right that is it detention Charlie stop dreaming about your pitiful little buddy!” shouted his least favourite teacher Mr Dogsbreath, now I know that sounds weird but lets just go with whats written here.
Seven weeks went by and Bob had still not showed up, Charlie decided he would go to Bob’s house that night to see if he was okay. “BBRRRIINNGG” The school bell went Charlie barged past the teachers. “Oy what about your detention screamed Mr Dogsbreath. He raced down the street towards Bob’s house. He peered through the misty shattered window, all he saw was Bob’s parents crying.
Charlie couldn’t sleep that night all he could hear was his wardrobe open and close in the wind. However when Charlie turned around to shut the window it was already closed…
He lightly crept out of bed, and went to face his fears. He took a step inside the wardrobe, he could see a small dim white light glowing through the cracks. As he drew nearer the light got brighter and brighter. He opened the door and ‘’whoosh’’ a huge spaceship flew past him! Charlie ran straight back through the wardrobe in shock, what had he just seen. Just then a huge Lego brick fell from the sky, and a strange looking person stepped out… The person was tall but had rather short arms, like a trex made into a human, Charlie was not scared but fascinated by this odd looking character. He had a face like a Barby doll, hands of Micano, and legs made of Playdo!
Charlie new all about these toys, because his sister had them, the tall person spoke. “I am lord Barcado I am from the planet train, not the vehicle the planet”. As off now you shall be arrested by my guards.” Two guards stepped out of the Lego brick They grabbed Charlie and dragged him through the wardrobe “Let me go he shouted get me out of this mess, I don’t want to be any part of this.” Charlie couldn’t understand. The guards were dragging him into the huge Lego brick, what did they want with him.
It was pail white inside, with red flashing lights and huge screen about twice the size as an Imax (and one Imax is big enough.) Just then there was a glitch on the screen and a strange countdown started.
“Stomp, Stomp” a huge walker crushed Charlie’s bedside lamp, well it wasn’t exactly a walker it was a man of action. Charlie pinched himself to check if it was a dream, it wasn’t, it was plain real. He was frightened by now, where was he. “Help!” he screamed “I don’t know who you people think you are, but I don’t want to be any part of your jokes” Just then a video appeared on the large screen, it was of Sydney opera house, Big Ben and the statue of Liberty all blowing up!
“What was that?” “that was a vision of what is going to happen” Barcado replied. “That is what will happen if you don’t change it.”
“How do you expect me to change history?”
“I think we’ve shared enough, guards take him away.”
“No I want to know more!” Charlie screamed. They took him to a tall dark jail cell where he lay on a spiky hay bail. He could hear voices outside the cell of drunk guards. He picked up his old chains and went to the broken door to see what the guards were saying, but he didn’t hear the sound of drunk guards, oh no he heard the sound of Bob…
The cell door opened, there stood Bob looking all alone and very out of breath.
“Come on let’s get you out of here.” Bob heroically said. They ran up the long winding stairs and straight through the door to a small room, at that moment a huge car dropped down out of a hatch. “In hear” he said
“No way am I getting in there” Charlie mentioned.
“Well if you want to live, then you have to.”
“Okay but only this once” Charlie said, having to shout over the loud engine.
The car bumped around a bit as they started moving, but it was alright in the end, except for when they crashed through the wall and of the balcony. And at that very time the boot swung open and a massive glider came out. They soared through the midnight air avoiding all of the other cells they had spikey rooftops and all had balcony’s but they were the only people in a flying car. Eventually they reached a clearing and drifted off into the moon, and then everything went to hell.
“Plylt Plylt” “Oh no the oils running out!” Bob said. “Crash” they hit the ground with a huge impact.
As soon as the dust had settled, Charlie climbed out of the capsized machine. He coughed a few times before helping Bob out. “Well that was fun” Charlie said
Now they were stranded in a dark misty forest, with nothing to eat or drink. Bob found a y tree, and built a den for them both it had a small fire outside, and they had to use leaves for a blanket. They slept there for three nights, and didn’t realise when red Indians came and kidnapped them.
“Woah Woah” A master Indian shouted, Charlie and Bob suddenly woke up in shock they were in a white tent, tied up with a strong rope and there was a crowd of Indians surrounding them. “Woah Woah” the master repeated. A few minutes later, there was a large Woah from the other Indians. Suddenly all of the Indians dropped dead! Furthermore the giant Lego brick came back “What do you want with us” Charlie asked they clearly didn’t listen they took Bob, Charlie and the master Indian. “Good to see you again Charlie, you to Bob” Barcado said. “I know who you are.” Bob whispered
“No one knows who I am” Barcado said as smacked a tuning fork into Bobs neck.
“Bob, Bob wake up” Charlie whispered. “What did you mean when you said that you knew who Barcado was?”
“It’s complicated however it is true, he’s my brother” Bob replied.
“Indeed it is true but it won’t be for much longer” Barcado explained as he walked into the cell.