The LAST FABO Story competition for 2019 is here! Author Kyle Mewburn has posted a story starter and it’s up to you to finish the story.
1. Read the story starter and continue the story.
2. Your story should be no more than 500 words.
3. You have two weeks to write your story, so there’s no need to rush! Take your time and send us the best story you can write.
4. Send your story to us by 8pm Friday September 27th.
5. The winner of the competition will be announced on this website a few days after the competition closes.
6. Every fortnight a children’s author will post a new story starter for you.
7. The competition is open to kids aged 13 and under.
Kyle’s Story Starter
The night was as dark as a dragon’s lair. Pale stars glistened like crystals in the crisp, still air. It was almost silent, too, as though the world was holding its breath. There were only three sounds disturbing the peace. The gruff snuffling of sheep grazing amongst the tussock clumps. The distant whisper of the creek slithering over stones. And Archie’s regular: “Ka-Boosh!”
Pippa swung her torch around. “Do you have to do that?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
Archie’s face was a grinning deathmask. “Of course. Everyone knows if you stand on a landmine you get blown up.”
“They’re not mines, they’re cowpats. And you could avoid them… if you wanted.”
“That’s not much fun, Pip.”
“Well, could you stop it for a while? It’s annoying.”
Pippa swung her torch back to the path and stormed away.
“All right,” Archie said finally. Pippa could almost hear his eyeballs rolling in their sockets.
They’d walked the track to the creek so many times, Pippa was quite sure she could find her way blindfolded. But she kept her eyes peeled and her torch pointed firmly at the ground as she picked her way between the tussocks. The last thing she needed was to fall down a rabbit hole and break her leg again.
She glanced over her shoulder, hoping Archie was being a bit more careful too. When she saw him hunched forward holding a long stick like a rifle, his torch jerking wildly from left to right, she sighed.
“What now?” Archie asked, bewildered. “I’m being quiet, aren’t I?”
“Sometimes you’re such a… such an Archie,” said Pippa.
Archie smiled as if it was a compliment.
The field sloped away, falling towards the chuckling creek. They zig-zagged down the hill, following criss-crossing sheep tracks. Rabbits jerked upright as they were caught in a circle of torchlight. They looked more guilty than startled. Like they’d been caught doing something naughty.
An ear-shattering shriek split the night.
Pippa and Archie bolted upright.
“What was that?” asked Archie.
Pippa was too shocked to answer. Which didn’t make much difference because she didn’t actually have an answer. She’d never heard any sound like it before.
“Come on,” said Archie. “Let’s check it out.”
He sprang off the rock and dashed upstream before Pippa had a chance to argue. She wasn’t at all sure investigating was a good idea. The goosebumps tingling across her entire body suggested it wasn’t. But there was no stopping Archie, so she hurried in pursuit.