Monday, 22 August 2011

Writing - Taking to the next level

Check out how we me made a boring sentence far more interesting today....

"The walked to the house at the end of the street."

I strode confidently to the crumbly, black ruins of the cottage at the end of the silent, isolated street while thunder coughed and lightning slit the sky’s throat.

By Margo, Matthew & Wilson

Fearfully, I walked slowly towards the deserted, crumbled old house at the end of the dark cobbled alleyway. The smashed up glass stuck out as if it was trying to push me away.

By Molly and Mia

I slowly strutted down the street as I saw the gloomy old abandoned house.

Fearfully listening to the doors creak, I walked down the to the end of the road and felt a slither down my spine.

By Olivia S

It was a blooming hot day, I felt the sunlight on my back. I strolled to the massive mansion at the of the rocky road.

By Ella

I strolled to the vintage house at the end of the gloomy, abandoned road. I felt the breeze push it’s way through my hair.

By Ruby

I slowly crept nervously towards the old broken down deserted house at the end of the spooky cold street

By Greta and Amy

I scampered into a mansion. I was anxious to get to the living room. I gleamed at the sign that said “money room 2 metres ahead. Take a left and you’re there.” I was trapped drowning in money.

By Elliott

I glanced at the spooky rotten old house. I decided to go over and check it out. I bowled over to the forgotten mansion then I woke up from my nightmare.

By Lyndon

I slugged my way to my drenched but colourful mansion

By William and Oscar

The golden sunshine dancing on my face and the balmy breeze rustling in my hair, I joyfully strolled to the mansion at number 83 located at the end of the brick lane.

By Amy O