In 2006 (I was 11), I had an idea for a story called ‘Lili’s Adventure Life’, about a girl who falls into the sea and becomes a mermaid. I had a wonderful Jacqueline Wilson writing kit for either Christmas or my birthday that year, which was a perfect opportunity to start writing it. I remember loving my story so much that I wanted to get it published. So, exactly ten years later, I’m going to make my eleven-year-old dream come true… I’m going to publish it now on my blog. I’ve written the story exactly as I wrote it then – spelling mistakes and everything. I hope you enjoy it!


Lili’s Adventure Life

by Charlotte Clark, age 11

“Mum, I’m going for a swim. I’ll be back soon, I said up the beach to my mum.

“Hey, Lili, can you take Milly with you?” asked my mum.

“Mummy, I don’t want to go swimming, not with Lili anyway. I can’t even swim,” said Milly, my little sis.

Emily Buttons, don’t talk to me like that!” screamed mum. I could hear her down the other side of the beach!

I toddled down to the sea in my swimming costume. I touched the sea and let all of the water swish gently over my ankles. I went deeper in. And deeper. Then ever deeper. Then I slipped. And fell under the water. Oh great, I thought to myself, this is just what I need. Now my mum will be annoyed. Very annoyed. Oh great…

. . .

“Psst! Psst!”

“Who’s there?” I said, looking around nervously.

“It’s me! Merrie! Merrie the Mermaid! Over hear!”

“A mermaid? Really? Oh boy!”

“And so are you! You’re a mermaid aswell!”

Then I noticed my legs. Well, I should say my tail! I had a bright, shimmering, green tail! “Wow!” I shouted! Me and Merrie started doing a dance around the sea’s bottom. “This is so SO cool! I love being a mermaid! Oh boy!” I said, catching my breath.

“Shall I take you to meet the other’s? Come on! You’ll have so much fun!” So Merrie and I went arm-in-arm to meet the other mermaid friends. First, we went to meet Loral. We knocked at the door and it opened straight away.

“Hi Loral!” shouted Merrie, “I would like you to meet my new friends, Lili Buttons – she fell into the sea just like the rest of us! Isn’t that amazing – the way that we all became mermaids the same way!”

“Weird,” addmitted Loral, “Anyway, welcome to Under the Sea!”

“Hello, I’m Lili. I’m new hear – I arrived about – let me see… yes, I arrived about 15 minutes ago. How are you?”

“I’m fine, you?”

“I’m OK. It was a bit of a shock when I feel though.”

“I know, it was for all of us.”

We had a chat for about 15 minutes, then went to meet some new friends. We met Astra and Coral, Marigold, Daisy, and last of all, we met Spiral and Sparkle. Then all 8 of the pretty, slim mermaids took me to the other side of the sea and we were met by a plump woman who looked 30 odd. She was wearing a big baggy swimming costume. We all pretended to cough or sneeze so she wouldn’t catch us laughing!

“Hello Ms. Sniggelin,” said Sparkle, trying really hard not to laugh.

“Lillian Megan-Rianah Buttons. Please step foarward onto the Mername Machine,” said Ms. Sniggelin to us.

I stepped foarward and said “But – I don’t know what or where the Mername Machine is or whatever it’s called. Where is it and what does it do?” Ms. Sniggelin just stared at me and pointed. I looked left (that’s where she was pointing) and saw a leaf with a plasma screen made out of clear seaweed.

That’s weird, I thought. I stepped onto the green leaf and then looked at Ms. Sniggelin. She pointed to a button on the bottom of the seaweed plasma screen. I pressed it and a buzzing sound came from the machine. This went on for about 5 minutes or so, and then the buzzing stopped. A word popped up in a window on the screen which said “Scarlet”. I stepped off the machine.

“Congratulations. Your new mername is Scarlet. Off you go. Bye now,” Ms. Sniggelin said slowly in a robot-like voice.

“Bye, Ms. Sniggelin,” everyone shouted at once, “by the way, nice swimming costume you’re wearing!”

. . .

We got back in time for dinner.

“Everyone, it’s tuna-fish seaweed sandwiches today. Serves in 15 minutes,” shouted Loral from the underwater kitchen.

“OK!” everyone else said.

“Oh, I wish I had a car,” I whined, sat down on the sea bench.

“Hmm. Let me see. Do you know where Astra’s house is? She just left. I think Astra has a car for sale in her back yard. It’s apparantly a Dolphin Car called Skye. Rush over to Astra’s house now and take some mermoney along with you. See ya Lili – I mean Scarlet!”

I rushed to Astra’s house and knocked on the door. It flew open.

“Hi! Ooooh! Hiya Scarlet! What d’you want?”

“Well, I came for a car…”

“A car – hmmm… oh! A car! Yeah, I have a car! She’s a dolphin and her name’s Skye. You’ll like her.”

So off I went, whizzing along on my beutiful Skye. I changed gear, flipped the left indicator and whizzed around the corner. I slammed my brakes on and skidded to a stop. I called to the rest of my merfriends and they came round the corner in what looked like -… hula skirts.

“Why are you lot dressed like that?” I asked my friends.



“We’re all going to try and escape from this sea! And we just decided to where this lovely cool dress! We’ve got one for you aswell. Go behind that big rock and change into it. Then we can get going! Come on!”

. . .

“This is so tiring!” I said, yawning. We were half way up the big ocean, and we were all slowing down, nearly to a stop. Splash, splosh, splash.

“Hey! Coral, Astra and Marigold just escaped the sea! They’re free! We’ve only got a meter or two to go! Come on! We can do it!” shouted Merrie, panting. I was going as slow as ever now. Everyone else were far ahead by now, but I was catching up. Then suddenly…


The sound of teeth and jaws clicked.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhh!” everyone screamed, including me!

Right behind us, their was a fearless, blue, open-mouthed shark! I swam as fast as I could, then caught up with the others.


“Yes! We made it! HOORAY!” everyone screamed. Then we all watched, no-one moving a mussel, at the blue, feirce shark jumping about above the ferosous water, out in the horizon.

…and that’s it. What do you think? Do you think it would make wonderful novel potential? Below I’ll post a few photos of the original book. I can’t believe it’s ten years old!

charlotte sign off

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