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The Legend of the Starving Child

A myth submitted to the site by Tanzeela Culasy


Do you believe in ghosts? Well I never used to until I started Burlington Junior School. Way, way back many centuries ago, not long after the Tudors began, Mary lived in the village of Marley.

Mary was on her way to school, her brand new school. She was late, very late. The bell had gone and there was no-one in the playground. ”Uh-oh” said Mary to herself. She heard footsteps. Who could it be?

“Well, well, well. Who do we have here?” said a strict headmaster.
“I’m Mary, the new girl,” said a shy Mary. The first two lessons went smoothly. Then it was break time.

Mary bumped into Rough Rebecca. Rebecca was big, very big. “Let me show you around,” said Rebecca cunningly.
“I’m ok,” said Mary. What Mary did not know was that Rebecca was the school bully. Brake was over and it was time for Art.

Throughout Art, Rebecca flicked black paint on her and her picture. It was soon time for lunch.

Children were allowed to go home for lunch. Mary decided to go home for lunch just to get away from Rebecca.

Mary was on her way home when she spotted a big fat juicy bun on the floor. She picked it up and took a bite. What she did not know was that there were two policemen watching her. The policemen came running to her. “W-w-what have I done so wrong,” asked Mary.
“You’re a a …….VAGABOND!!!” shouted PC Tyler.
“No I’m not!!”
“Let’s take her away PC Barney.”

Mary was put in the stocks. Her mother died of shock. The next thing Mary knew was that she was being pelted with rotten tomatoes. It was confirmed that she was to stay there for a week.

Unfortunately Mary died the night she was put in the stocks. She died of both shock and starvation.

When Mary appears, blood leaks from pipes and appears on doors. You might also hear her screams.

Who knows if this legend is true or not? Just ask any one of my friends and they’ll tell you the whole story all over again. But I’m sure I heard someone scream last week.












By Tanzeela Culasy
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Name: Alice 19th September 2010
wow this is so good that i read it every night to my baby sister!
Name: Tamzin 25th April 2010
this is a fantastic story spooky!!!!!!
Name: Tanzeela 17th March 2010
Hiya! Thank you for your comments!!!
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