But it was the Wrong Colour! By Jackson

Vroom! vroom! vroom! As the swift slick drag cars rev hard, as

massive black bold tires produce massive puffs of grey smoke

it pollutes the air seconds before they go.Tires still spin as pitch

black tar attacks the tire,as the tar attaches itself, but suddenly

the tires flick the sticky black tar off like flies.

Skert;zooming off the drages push to the limits down the straight

flat, but suddenly out of the blue one drager pops nitrous,but it

was the wrong colour.The nitrous made the flames blue.The

crowd was such curious to see blue flames instead of orange

flames but each person carried on cheering.

By Jackson

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Mazzlin

The morning light beams throw the the fabric dangling 

from the window. I can hear my mum screaming at the 

top of her lungs for breakfast, but I ignore it. I scramble 

down the stairs to the bathroom “ i have to make a good 

impression for the popular kids” I say to myself. I grab 

one of the coloured tooth brushes aiming for mine the 

blue one, my sister walks in on her phone like all teenagers 

do but something makes her head rise with a shock on 

her face like there was a spider on the wall but no, her 

face turns from a shocking pale white to a flaming red as 

powerful rage flys out her mouth aiming for me like I’ve 

done something wrong, which i have. The tooth brush 

she mumbles to me with a raging voice. I was using a tooth 

brush but it was the wrong colour.

By Mazzlin

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Hayley H

As I rush though the door with hair dye in hand,I dart down 

the hallway, into the bathroom and slam the door shut. I start 

shredding the box to find the crazy purple hair dye,combing 

the dye excitedly though my long,wavy hair. Then at that exact 

moment I realise that the colour was NOT crazy purple but it’s 

a poopy green colour. I scream “NOOO” my mum rushes in 

“ohh that’s a nice colour” “BUT ITS THE WRONG COLOUR”

By Hayley H

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Hannah

As I walk slowly into the ancient precarious bathroom I see 

slimy old ruined toothbrushes staring at me.

 Tilted sideways in a cracked brown cup, the toothbrushes 

waited to be used. I grab an old worn, broken bristle, faded 

toothbrush. Smothering it with crystal clear minty toothpaste. 

I wondered if this is my toothbrush. It was mine but it was 

the wrong colour. 

My first thought was “omg noooo!!” It was my brothers old 

slimy germ filled toothbrush. I instantly throw it away swiftly 

in the rubbish and wash my contaminated hands. 

I never wanna do that again.

By Hannah

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Tim

Crunch, crack, crumble

The twigs and dry leaves break as step I look to my watch

And see 11.55 ,5 more minutes to the ghosts come out.

My book said they are dark green, slimy and had been

haunting the forest for years. I hear owls hoot and wolves

Howl as I step into the clearing. Im nearly blinded by the

Light as I see the bright pink ghosts dripping with pink

Slime. But your the wrong colour I shout at them with confusion.

Your supposed to be green I say and start to run back down

the gloomy forest path sheltered by dark Treetops. I sprint

back to my house and jump into my bed.

“Hope they didn’t follow me”.   

By Tim

But it was the Wrong Colour! By James

MY YZF 450

Friday night I was walking down the road.  I heard rumbling so I start 

running I look around the rough hedge OMG I see my new bike a 

YZF 450 I walk over to the grungy thing but it was the wrong colour. 

Anyway I wheelie my way off with my new bike.                 

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Phoenix

Standing in a foggy street.

Random wild dogs come running out from bushes and 

other places destroying my house.lost of birds were 

flying away like  the flash.

Waving trees flap their  arms in the howling winds and at 

the same time I stared at my bright yellow car (but it was 

the wrong colour).that made me sad

On the next day the smell of fresh air made me energised 

and excited to see if any more weird things happen.

By Phoenix

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Wiremu

Alone in the forest finding a weird shape.

Hearing it creek and the wind howling my hopes go down

trees blow side to side swiish.

Feeling anxious around this place my heart starts pounding

faster than it has ever before.The cold breezy wind chills my

body making me want to leave.

Looking at the haunted house but it's the wrong colour it was

supposed to be a dark gloomy black.

This was a very spooky experience for me and my friends.

By Wiremu

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Hayley T

My mum embarrasses me  in front of three of my best 

friends (I had ask mum to get me a blue hat) I hate it, 

I’m going to do something to it “maybe I will give it to 

a girl at school” I think to myself. I hear my friends 

laughing at me in the back round. 

A bright purple hat, it’s the wrong colour. All I see is 

my mums smiley face, I’m never wearing  my. I’m never 

wearing that hat. NEVER!

By Hayley T

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Nicole

It was a cold and gloomy night. Bright

lights struck my eyes with a little beetle

car pulling over beside me. It was my

mum! ‘Hi darling, she shouted. Reaching

into the car mum grabbed out something

in a bag… ‘I got you a new jacket’ mum

said pulling out a pink leather jacket with

purple polka dots. My heart sank into my

stomach and my mouth dropped wide

open, I heard a big crack of laughter break

out from my friends! ‘MUM!’ I shout ‘you’re 

embarrassing me’. ‘Oh sorry Sweetie, I’ll

go now. I felt like vomiting after seeing that

hideous jacket. ‘Hey pink polka dot boy,’ I

didn’t want to answer I’d been embarrassed

for life!

By Nicole

But it was the Wrong Colour! By Alyssa

“ All done!” , the hairdresser whirls the office

seat around swinging me side to side. The mirror

reflection takes my eye, “AHHHHHHHHHH!”. I

fall to the floor tiles in horror.

I wake up with the ugly, disagreeable hair do

on my head. But it’s the wrong colour I think in

myself; laughter cracks around me as I sit up in

major shock. “ WHY WHY WHY!”. The hairdresser

helps me to my feet, “ I thought you said green

miss?” she replies.

My inner devil rumbles inside me and breaks out

unexpectedly “ WILL IT EVER COME OUT!” I

scream madly, “ Sorry miss no”.       

By Alyssa