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Year 6 Creative Writing 

Exploring Imagination Through Harris Burdick’s Mysteries 

Our Year 6 students have been diving deep into the world of creative writing, drawing inspiration from the enigmatic illustrations of Harris Burdick. These illustrations, known for their intriguing and mysterious qualities, have provided a rich canvas for our budding writers to craft their own captivating stories. 

In this special feature, we’re showcasing the process our students followed to create their stories. Each student selected one of Burdick's evocative images, analysed its elements, and developed an imaginative narrative.  

Here are some glimpses into some of the student's creative process. 

Under the Rug  

Greg lived in a small cottage. He was all alone because his daughter died two years ago and ever since he has been very sad.  

Wack! 

Two weeks later it happened again. 

 Lately Greg has been seeing movement under the rug. The little thing under the rug annoys Greg, so when the thing under the rug comes back Greg grabs the closest chair and he tries to wack it. 

 “Hi I’m Meep, I live under the rug in Greg’s house. Well actually I used to live above the rug in Greg’s house in his daughter’s room (I was her favourite toy) but then she died two years ago, and I came to life. Now I live under the rug in Greg’s house. Me and Greg have lots of fun I run around under the rug and Greg tries to hit me, it’s like our version of whack a mole (I always win).” 

 By Ebony   

Missing In Venice 

SUNKEN 

As Jill boarded the massive ocean liner, she thought something didn’t feel right. She tried to brush it off and just try to enjoy their time on this giant cruise. Bobaiathon slid his arm over Jill’s shoulder, Tina gave her a friendly little nudge, and they were off. 

 Jill and tina had been partying their hearts out all night long. Bobaiathon didn’t come. He said that he would rather stay in their cabin and read. Jill was the responsible one so she didn’t go too crazy but Tina was as crazy as a headless chook. Jill checked her watch and noticed that midnight was seeping in. She struggled to get Tina back to the cabin but once she did, she found Bobaiathon asleep in bed with his book open on top of his head. She carefully removed the book from Bobaiathons head slid the bookmark in and placed it down on the bedside table. She hopped into bed to and so did Tina. They fell asleep within seconds. 

By Max   

A Strange day in July 

The wind blew hard, as the waves crashed into each other. Lilly was so excited it was her 6th birthday. She was wearing a sparkly light blue dress, some pink shoes and a rainbow head band. Lilly’s parents found two spare benches near the sand of the beach. They covered the top of the bench with balloons and streamers, on top they placed bowls of chips, a platter of fresh fruit, party bags and a strawberry unicorn cake with berry icing. 

As friends of Lilly slowly arrived at the beach and greeted her with their presents, Lilly was still waiting, waiting for her friend miles. Miles was Lilly best friend since Miles family moved next door when they were 2 years old. They went to kinder together and now they have started primary school. As she waited more and more guests Arrived, she was now waiting in the car park. When finally, miles car pulled up, a black jeep. Her mother waved at Lilly and she waved back. He jumped out of the car with the huge present and gave her the biggest hug you might have ever seen. They slowly walked back to the two benches, where Lilly’s mum greeted Miles Mother. they stuffed their faces full of chips and blueberries. 

By Zoe   

Under The Rug

As the night came to an end an old man got ready for bed, he heard a peculiar abnormal sound down stairs, he quickly rushed down to investigate but he found nothing, he was going to go back up to bed but in the corner of his eye he saw a little bump in the carpet it was growing bigger and bigger till it was the Hight of him, in terror the man rushed upstairs as he was calling the police his phone was ringing but then it went flat, he tried to put it on charge but the power would not work he could not charge his phone.  

The old man had enough he grab a char from the living room and charred to the carpet the thing had shrunken down to a size of a snake of a big rat no matter the size the man swung his char and the thing stared to move it knocked over a lamp and a table but the man still tried to hit it with the char but he missed. The thing transformed into a shape of the old man and run out the door smashing the door on its way out it run into the pitch-black night never to be seen again?      

By Finn