Once upon a time there was an old troll who lived under the bridge. On one side of the bridge was lovely, juicy apples but on the other side it had big, old and mouldy ones. Disgusting! The troll had just came home from his long nightshift at work and he was extremely grumpy and in desperate need of a nap. Then he heard a clip, clop, clip and clop. A bunch of teenage goats were hanging out right in the middle of the bridge. When the goats were about to sing there song they heard a… STOPPPPPPPPPPPP!
Amberley Y6 