My monster's name is Slurry. He hates real food. He loves diesel and slime. My monster has a crinkled and dimpled face. I don’t think you want to know about him but I’ll tell you anyway. He has bite marks, scares, cuts, razor sharp claws and a huge foot that would crash ten aeroplanes in one step.
My monster eats like a mad man, he munches and gobbles his food. My monster lives on a ship that goes to China and America. He hates America. I don’t know why but he adores China.
My monster moves by slithering across the surface. My monster has a tracking device on him so I can track him down if he goes to another country.
Once I went with him to England. We went to a match that we had no tickets for. We jumped into the stadium and took Liverpool and Man Utd by surprise. We roared “Boo Man Utd, go Liverpool”. My monster and I got the ball and we scored 10 goals and injured Ibrahimovic. We started singing Liverpool is the best.
Then we came back to Ireland. There was a circus on and we crashed through the roof. Everybody paused and I said, “This is Slurry my monster”. He is not dangerous but loves to eat” so I asked the audience to hide their food. We put on a big show with a clown. I thought Slurry was really good but he ate the clown’s hat. Then he got a bin and put a clown in it. Next security came and we ran out.
When we were out of sight all you could see was dust. Then on the way home from the circus we saw a band. My monster ate all their instruments, I roared back and said “sorry”. I rushed home on my monster’s back.
I was hungry so we stopped at Spar for something to eat. We stayed there for about half an hour. We ordered a meat sandwich and I thought it was delicious. I can’t say the same for my monster.
Then we finally got home. I went straight to bed even though I couldn’t sleep. I was still excited and I was looking forward to my next adventure with Slurry.
By: Matthew D
My monster eats like a mad man, he munches and gobbles his food. My monster lives on a ship that goes to China and America. He hates America. I don’t know why but he adores China.
My monster moves by slithering across the surface. My monster has a tracking device on him so I can track him down if he goes to another country.
Once I went with him to England. We went to a match that we had no tickets for. We jumped into the stadium and took Liverpool and Man Utd by surprise. We roared “Boo Man Utd, go Liverpool”. My monster and I got the ball and we scored 10 goals and injured Ibrahimovic. We started singing Liverpool is the best.
Then we came back to Ireland. There was a circus on and we crashed through the roof. Everybody paused and I said, “This is Slurry my monster”. He is not dangerous but loves to eat” so I asked the audience to hide their food. We put on a big show with a clown. I thought Slurry was really good but he ate the clown’s hat. Then he got a bin and put a clown in it. Next security came and we ran out.
When we were out of sight all you could see was dust. Then on the way home from the circus we saw a band. My monster ate all their instruments, I roared back and said “sorry”. I rushed home on my monster’s back.
I was hungry so we stopped at Spar for something to eat. We stayed there for about half an hour. We ordered a meat sandwich and I thought it was delicious. I can’t say the same for my monster.
Then we finally got home. I went straight to bed even though I couldn’t sleep. I was still excited and I was looking forward to my next adventure with Slurry.
By: Matthew D
