10/03/2014 Emily Diamand

The Trouble with Fairies

The trouble with fairies is they’re so tiny. Tiny bodies, tiny wings, tiny arms, tiny legs.  Tiny heads. You know the saying pea-brain? Well a fairy with a brain the size of a pea would be a fairy genius. If you ask them to add two plus two, they won’t say four, or even five, they’ll say something like “a fox” or “as much cheese as I can eat”. That’s how they are. 

My trouble with them started when we moved house. Mum and Dad had this idea that living in town was turning me into a “problem child”, even though I only get told off at school as much as anyone else does. But they found this tatty old bungalow for sale, with a long garden backing onto woods. “The country life,” was how Mum described it.

When we went to look around, I wandered to the end of the garden wondering what on earth Mum and Dad were thinking, and that’s when I saw my first one. A real, really-there fairy! Flying out of the woods, her wings sparkling, wearing a dress made of leaves and petals. My mouth fell open as she fluttered level with my face, and we were eye to eye for a moment. Then she put both her little hands on my nose, giggling like it was the funniest thing ever, and pulled really hard.


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Comment by Bev Edmeades on March 10, 2014 at 10:23

Gently, I flicked the giggling fairy away from my aching nose and she fluttered away back into the dark, demented woods. I didn’t sleep a wink that night. Suddenly, a spark lit up the woods from outside the window. I wondered outside and slumped on to the ragged chair setting up for a camp out in search of the cause of the spark. Minutes later, I was asleep on the now soaking wet chair. The next morning I woke up on the patio floor drenched in rain. I squinted and saw a shiny glow in the distance. I ran inside to show my mum but by the time we got there it was gone. I got changed into my scruffy new school outfit, kissed my mum and dad goodbye and trotted off. Scratching wildly, I tried to relieve the itchiness on my skin. When my mum was out of sight I ripped off my naff jacket and sauntered on. When I reached the school gates everybody had there eyes on me, knowing my school record was not great. At break in the playground I was talking to a girl called Rosa when a large boy walked by and called me an idiot and said I have no friends so I lashed out and the next moment I was in the Head teacher’s office.


By Matty, Mark, Harry, Olly and Harrison. Hemingford Grey Primary Year 5

Comment by Rosa Harkin on March 10, 2014 at 11:46

 I crept into the Head's room, I was terrified. I starred into her cold, dark black eyes. "What's your name?" she boomed.  I was too frightened to answer her. She starred furiously at me waiting for a reply. I just sat gapping on the polished chair. The Head Teacher got up and started to menacingly walk towards me. Her face was red with anger and she reached out and grabbed my ear and hauled me to my feet. Looking over her shoulder I could see a faint light. I just looked straight ahead. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?" she shouted furiously looking ready to explode. Behind her the light got brighter and brighter. There was a blinding flash and a twinkly voice asked, " What are you doing to our friend?" The Head teacher looked back at me and it was as if the light had erased part of her memory. Looking at me she it was like she didn't know why I was in her office. She smiled pleasantly. I was baffled. She laughed hysterically and congratulated me on the excellent progress I had made since joining the school. "Run along back to class now" 

By Deena, Glenda, Mohika, Bipujan, Shakeel, Arushi P, Zaynab, Reem, Haydn Medina

Comment by Bev Edmeades on March 10, 2014 at 13:13

As I wondered down the corridor thousands of questions were spinning round my head. The bell sprang to life, the day had come to an end but instead of instantaneously rushing to the doors, I stood still blocking any noises out of my mind. I needed to go to the forest to find out why she did what she did…

The dark forest approached, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster like I was freefalling with nowhere to land.

I knew there was something amazing in there but I felt held back by the dark trees that towered over me. As I took my first step into the unilluminated forest there was a loud screech from deep inside. I didn’t know whether to flee or investigate the ear piercing scream…


By Josh, Charlie B, Ellie, Hattie

Hemingford Grey Primary Year 6

Comment by Nikki Heath on March 10, 2014 at 15:17

 I decided to trek further into the eerily dark woods, each step making me gradually grow with curiostity.

 A rustle in the bushes revealed a dark figure emerging from behind a thick oak tree.

 Glancing cautiously from side to side, the mysterious figure lunged towards a faint glow in the distance. Sneakily, I decided to follow, and became aware that it had carried on lunging; quite like the lunges I do at school in P.E.

 Noticing its pointy ears, I realised this figure matched the description of an elf, like the ones in fairy tales!

 When I reached the destination the elf was looking for, a wave of surprise washed over me as I saw before me a sparkly unicorn! It was groaning fearfully, a pool of glittery goo lying around it, more seeping out of an arrow wound in its chest. It looked up and spotted me, and managed to wheeze out a soft sentence: "I have brought you here, because I need three things, and only a mortal can retrieve them..."

By Chloe H, Leah M, Evie T, Alice S, Amber B,

Werneth School, Stockport, UK

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