Hello everyone, We will be holding a Harry Potter Writing Challenge on this blog! What we have to do is write a story from the point of view of a student first arriving at Hogwarts. There are no limits, only your imagination! Here are the stories of each of the contestants: Mudga - 'Jean Filch' Grace - 'Tilly Malfoy' (not yet finished) Beth - 'Laura's first year at Hogwarts' Alex's Story (not yet submitted) William's Story (not yet submitted)
The Family Portrait challenge! Everyone get your pens out (or your laptop) because there is an exciting new writing challenge coming up!! THE CHALLENGE: The When Weirdos Write crew will split into two teams, the boys, and the girls. In their team they must write a family portrait. Now, what is a family portrait? Glad you asked! A family portrait is a realistic fictional story that focuses on one family. The rest is up to you! But wait! There's more to this challenge then just writing a simple family portrait with your team members! This challenge has a due date! Each team must submit their story by the 1st of November! Once each story has been submitted, the when weirdos write followers and readers will comment on whose story they like best! The winning team will get their story posted on the front of the blog, AND will get to decide (as a team) on what the next blog challenge will be about! So, get those ...
New Story By Mudga! Three lands, three rulers, three peacemakers, one big war. Guess what? Mudga is writing another exciting story! Here is the prolugue (enjoy, and I will post the whle story soon!) Her face is cold, hard as stone, shadowed, hidden underneath her black cape. She walks, her cape billowing out behind her, as she whips past the heavily armed guards. “Tanesha.” King Heem says, his voice old, and worn by his years. “You knew?” Tanesha asks, glancing behind her as guards surround her, pointing dazzling, ruby encrusted swords at her. She smiles ever so slightly, perfectly she lifts one eyebrow at the guards. “Well, well, well. Come to take my coat?” With one swift move her hooded cape drops to the floor, and her leather booted foot ever so slightly kicks the cape towards the guards. King Heem watches Tanesha, his eyes piercing and grey, just like the rest of his drained body. “I knew” he finally says, leaning back in his throne, his hands fumbling with his cr...
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