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Dabeluchi Nnachetam

Dabeluchi Nnachetam


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About Me: Hello, I'm Dabbie (short for Dabeluchi). I am a student at Dartford Grammar School for Girls. I love reading mystery books, and solving the mystery with the author. I hope you enjoy reading my stories.

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Hello, my name is Alison and I am going to tell you about a story that I will never forget, and neither will my family.


  I felt a warm breeze. As I stepped into the building, I felt an anxious vibe tingling inside me. After eating, I went to my room and unpacked my suitcase. I personalised my room using a beach theme that reminded me of home; I also decided to use it as it was different to the rest of this haunted house – as I call it. When unpacking, an experiment began by blunder.


     Over the week, I gained all types of weird athletic skills that would only ever come in a dream. Wait, am I dreaming? Pinch. No, it just really hurts. Dad began to tease me about being a werewolf but I feared that he may be telling the truth. What if I am becoming a werewolf!?


      I ran upstairs to my room and rummaged for the source. Is it on my bed? No. Is it in my hand bag? No.  Is it on my desk? But I can’t search all these bottles. I need a quicker way! I know!  I rummaged my plate for any traces due to DNA. Once I found the sample, I used my microscope and figured out the bottles needed: chloride and hydroxide – which I had plenty enough of.


     The antidote is complete. I feel like rejoicing but there is no time. The final stage was on its way – annihilation. I had already killed a cow today but who said the cow was friendly. Over the moon, I poured the remedy on me. Problem solved, I thought. But it was just the beginning.


    In busted three werewolves – all with a familiar look to them…Mum, Dad and my brother! It must have been contagious! In fright, I dropped the antidote. That’s the last bottle I have. I really do need back up ones maybe if I save up my allowance. I heard a scream; oh yeah, I forgot werewolves are running around. I racked my brain for ideas. What to do!




    I scavenged around looking for some meat (in my room) from my werewolf days. Suggesting on the amount of meat I had left, I had to be quick as it wouldn’t last them long. In a flash, I put on a gas suit and gas mask as well as bring out human (or werewolf size) jars –please don’t ask how I got them. It’s a long story and we don’t have time plus I’m trying to save the world, remember from werewolves.


    Being cautious of my surroundings, I found my way back to the spot of when I returned to normal. I kept one eye on what I was doing and another on if any werewolves were nearby. The smell of meat didn’t need to take long for them to smell it and when they did I trapped them. Visa versa, they ate the meat. Slowly but not too slowly, they began to return to their human selves.


      No one forgot this crazy family memory.

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