Enter the BBC 500 Words Short Story Competition!

As part of the BBC Year of Books, the Chris Evans Breakfast Show wants to get the children of the UK firing up their imaginations and putting pen to paper, chisel to stone, quill to parchment, or just finger to keyboard. If you are aged 13 or under, you are invited to write a short story of 500 words about any made-up subject you like and send it to the BBC.

All the stories they receive will be read carefully. They will then will pick a Top 50 and invite them to watch the Breakfast Show being broadcast live from the Hay Festival in on Friday 3 June 2011.

They will also be giving the Top 50 stories to an expert panel of authors who will pick five finalists and an overall winner. So if you have lots of ideas and just love writing stories then why not enter now – hurry though, the competition closes on 3rd March!

All entrants will be entered into a draw and 25 names will be randomly selected to receive a pair of tickets to come and watch the Chris Evans Breakfast Show live at the Hay Festival on Friday 3 June 2011.

Click here to enter!

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Wed, January 30, 2013 @ 2:12 PM

5. Pakeeza wrote:
i want to join in ,i heard about 500 word in my school

Wed, February 6, 2013 @ 4:55 PM

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Wed, February 6, 2013 @ 4:56 PM

7. Ella wrote:
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Thu, February 7, 2013 @ 5:50 PM

8. niamh beck wrote:
ive got my story!!!!!!

Thu, November 28, 2013 @ 3:38 PM

9. katie wrote:
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Sun, January 12, 2014 @ 1:16 PM

10. katie wrote:
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Sun, January 12, 2014 @ 1:24 PM

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14. brenden wrote:
done my story!

Tue, January 21, 2014 @ 5:15 PM

15. Jodie wrote:
I want to enter

Wed, January 22, 2014 @ 8:01 PM

16. Jodie wrote:
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Wed, January 22, 2014 @ 8:02 PM

17. Khadija wrote:
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Thu, January 23, 2014 @ 5:54 PM

18. Parris Heatlie wrote:
20 years ago, a young boy called Tom was born, who lived in a big city which was called Glasgow but Tom was not rich not one bit, he was so poor that his dad couldn’t even afford to buy a fresh loaf of bread every week.
Tom had an older sister called Josie, she did everything she could to help the family. When he was 6 he wanted to be a wizard to bring his mother back to life and everyone will respect him and his family. His family has never been respected by anyone but themselves. Unfortunately, when Tom was younger his mother sadly passed away, when he was 2 years old, by a car crash which he was in and so was his dad but his mother was driving the rusty old red car. How? Keep reading and you will find out!
It was one ordinary morning for Tom’s family except he was ill, like he had been ill for the past few days now, so his mother and father decided to take him to Fieldhouse doctors. When they was in the car they hear on the bbc radio 2 about the weather how bad it was getting, the sky was turning sinister the furious wind was blowing over 100 miles per hour. Just when they was turning around the roundabout the wind hit the back of their rusty old red car, CRASH BANG WALLOP!!! They hit the back of a posh family’s white shinning Aldi, in fact Tom’s dad saw them buying it that exact day.
DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG was the sound of the ambulance as it rushed to the scene of the fatal accident as Toms mother lay dying in a pool of red watery blood on the road side. The men put Tom’s mother onto the long stretcher and carry her light body into the ambulance, but Tom’s friend (Edward) was there so Tom had to go home with Edward and his mother.
At Edwards’s house Mrs Patrick (Edwards’s mother) was very helpful and asked if he wanted a drink or any food but each time she asked Tom just said no thank you in a miserable voice but try to make it a happy and joyful voice. They went in Edward’s bedroom and played with his toys but Tom saw a toy what he loved it was how to be a wizard, so Tom asked if he was allowed to play with it and of cause Edward said yes. Edward said it actually work because one day he made his little sister not talk but only for a day. He keep on trying and trying to turn a toy dog into a toy cat but later on his father came and said he was allowed to see his mum.
When they was there and Tom’s father went to get a drink Tom try a trick to get his mother back to life and it work his mother came back to life, the end.

Thu, January 23, 2014 @ 8:32 PM

19. jasmine123 wrote:
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Fri, January 24, 2014 @ 6:10 PM

20. Dabby wrote:
great I just need to know how to enter my story

Wed, January 29, 2014 @ 7:45 PM

21. james.cunningham wrote:
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Sat, February 1, 2014 @ 10:37 AM

22. Tammy wrote:
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Fri, February 7, 2014 @ 9:05 PM

23. Tammy wrote:

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24. niamh wrote:
It is a good idea my teacher is helping me I think.

Sat, February 8, 2014 @ 10:25 AM

25. Cameron456 wrote:
So exited about 500 words cant wait

Sat, February 8, 2014 @ 3:26 PM

26. imogen wrote:
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Sat, February 8, 2014 @ 5:56 PM

27. imogen wrote:
this compotion is a great idea for children and adults and please could you tell me how to enter.thankyou.

Sat, February 8, 2014 @ 6:01 PM

28. jimmy wrote:
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Wed, February 12, 2014 @ 12:17 PM

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30. Rebecca Natalie smith wrote:
How do I enter my stories?

Fri, February 14, 2014 @ 12:48 PM

31. olivia wilson wrote:
I need to enter my story do I post it or what?

Fri, February 14, 2014 @ 5:59 PM

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33. amber wooley wrote:
thay was a little boy cold tom he was on his oun in grees he had evry one thire but non of them wanted to play with him he was so upset he nearly cried but suddlyan adlt came to and seaid ar you loanly he said yes.then thay said do you whant to be my kid he smild in laftery yes he said so his mum said come lets go home in peace ok said tom when we went home I look in the back garden then suddly I saw to skriuls climing on the tree mum look skriuls sh don't scar them off thay always come in my back garden thay do yes, I whant to feed then not yet why he asked because we have to go Tesco ok said tom

Sun, February 16, 2014 @ 10:33 AM

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36. Alice wrote:

Fri, February 28, 2014 @ 9:09 PM

37. Alice wrote:
The lunch was at a small sidewalk cafe and proved to be very tasty, although not at all like the fast food the boys were used to eating at home.



After several days the boys, their Mother and Father, as well as several archaeologists boarded a train to travel south to Upper Egypt. They were going to a very ancient site. The name of the town now was El Kab, but Seth knew from his studies that it had been called Nekheb. It was believed, by his Father, to have been the location of a very ancient predynastic temple [called a per wer by the ancients] in which they worshipped a goddess named Nekhbet [she who belongs to Nekheb]. Her symbol was a vulture. The same symbol which could be seen on the ancient crowns of the Kings of Egypt.



The train ride over, they then climbed into a large truck and traveled out into the desert to an oasis surrounded by palm trees with a small pond in the middle. In amongst the trees were tents set up for the scientists.



"Over there," pointed Seth. "Is that the site, Dad? Was that really a temple?"



"That's what we hope to find out, son. Our theory is that it has been rebuilt several times in the past, but underneath we hope to find the remains of the original. We also hope that when dated, at the Cairo University, it will show an origin of 5000BCE or older."



"Was it a temple to the vulture goddess Nekhbet?" queried Seth, surprising his father with the knowledge.



His Dad grinned, pleased with his sons' acquired information in Egyptology. "You've really been studying, haven't you! Yes, that's our theory, at least. Now we'll have to work hard to find out whether we're correct or not, and you are going to help."



The next morning the work began. There were many students, as well as archaeologists, from all over the world. Many were from the University of Cairo. The boys were put to the job of transferring small pieces of stone to the laboratory tent after the stones had been removed from the site. The scientists had numbered them after carefully recording where they were found and in what position.



"Whew," grunted Seth. "This is hard work, Ramey. I didn't realize how hard archaeology was!"



"Didn't know how dirty it was, either," replied his brother as he dusted himself off for the hundreth time. "I think it's about time for dinner. I'm really hungry!"



The sun was just about to set behind the hills of the desert and the boys decided to get the last of the marked stones down to the lab tent. They trudged up the well-worn path to remove the last stones sitting there waiting for them. As they approached the area Seth just happened to glance down. There in the dust beside the stones something glinted in the last rays of the sun. Bending down, he looked more closely and then called to one of the archaeologists nearby.



"I think I've found some kind of artifact over here. Could you come over and check it out?"



The scientist walked over, looked and then bent down for a closer study of the item. "I think it's some type of knife, but I can't really tell, yet." He turned and motioned some other scientists over to the area. "What do you make of this?" he asked the others.



Getting out their brushes they very gingerly brushed away the dust and grime which covered the small object. A glint of gold caught everyone's' eye. Carefully the object was photographed 'in situ', [the exact way it was found], tagged with a number while others took notes. Then, the object was removed from the ground. It was a beautifully designed dagger in a golden sheath. The haft [handle] of the dagger contained various colored gems. The sheath was intricately carved with designs. Since Seth had found it he was given the dagger to take to the lab. He carefully cradled the object in his hands and slowly made his way down the path to the tent. About half way there he imagined he felt warmth in his hand and glanced down. The sheath and dagger seemed to have a strange glow! "Must be my imagination," thought Seth to himself. Just as this thought scurried through his mind he felt a sudden jolt under his feet. Ramey, who had been following his brother, let out a gasp. The ground seemed to tremble underneath their feet as they slipped into darkness.

Fri, February 28, 2014 @ 9:17 PM

38. sophie graham whrot wrote:
I love books

Thu, March 6, 2014 @ 4:07 PM

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