Sunday, 28 February 2016

Week 8- The Magical Tunnel

When I was sitting by the blue lake watching the ducks swimming by, out of the corner of my eye I saw green gas floating out of a tunnel on a small island. I leaned over to get a closer look and fell in. At the bottom of the tunnel, I saw a pink, beautiful and flexible ballet dancer, likely she was the same age as me. I asked her for help and she answered, “Jump onto my shoulders and I will leap out of the tunnel.” With that, she jumped out of the tunnel! I thanked her and I ran home.

Rosanna 3D

1 comment:

  1. I like the way in which you have started each sentence in a different way and even managed to include speech. Well done! Next time, you could try ending your story with how you felt rather than what you did.