At the monment in class we have been working on discriptive writing. We have been useing pictures to give us ideas of what to write about. Here is a piced of writing I did.
The Race To The Dinosaurs!!
The sound of ripped metal woke me. Red, sticky liquid trickles
down my forehead. The weight of my backpack was back
breaking. As I struggle around the chopper, sun rays reflect off
the windows. Bang, crash the rotablades slide down the
windscreen smashing the glass like some mad man. Whoosh,
I toppel out of the chopper. Splash I land in dazzling blue water.
down my forehead. The weight of my backpack was back
breaking. As I struggle around the chopper, sun rays reflect off
the windows. Bang, crash the rotablades slide down the
windscreen smashing the glass like some mad man. Whoosh,
I toppel out of the chopper. Splash I land in dazzling blue water.
Where was I and what just happened? The landscape had
changed since I fell out of the chopper. The wind groans in
agony as if it has been slammed against a rock face that looks
like a dagger sticking out of the ground.
changed since I fell out of the chopper. The wind groans in
agony as if it has been slammed against a rock face that looks
like a dagger sticking out of the ground.
Then I realize that I have gone back in time back into the dino
age! The army expedition that I was on has obviously gone
wrong! At least 12 feet away from me something was splashing
about in the water. As I get closer, I see It is a Pterodactyl.
The bird starts sinking. It’s drowning! Within moments my
hands drag the dinosaur ball out of the water. I leave the bird
on the bank and walk away to find shelter. Crunch! I stop in my
tracks.
age! The army expedition that I was on has obviously gone
wrong! At least 12 feet away from me something was splashing
about in the water. As I get closer, I see It is a Pterodactyl.
The bird starts sinking. It’s drowning! Within moments my
hands drag the dinosaur ball out of the water. I leave the bird
on the bank and walk away to find shelter. Crunch! I stop in my
tracks.
I spin around ripping a laser gun out of my bag. Using the gun
scope I scan the area. A fumiler dinosaur ball zig zags in and
out of my legs. It was the pterodactyl again. I try to get away
from it but it is still following me. It probably thinks that I am its
mother. Any way I was the one that rescued it.
scope I scan the area. A fumiler dinosaur ball zig zags in and
out of my legs. It was the pterodactyl again. I try to get away
from it but it is still following me. It probably thinks that I am its
mother. Any way I was the one that rescued it.
After hours of searching, I come to what looks like a dug out
with trees over the entrance. “I think I will stay here,” I say. The
trees can block the wind for me. The pterodactyl which
apparently is now my pet, goes out to find leaves and moss
to sleep on and food. 10 minutes later something lands on my
shoulder. “Hay don’t land so fast next time,” I say to the
pterodactyl. I take the leaves and moss into the dugout. ‘This
moss is heavier than I thought” I exclaim. Then 17 white turtle
eggs roll out of the moss. “So is this tonight's tea,” I say out
loud. The pterodactyl replays in a screech as if to say yes..
with trees over the entrance. “I think I will stay here,” I say. The
trees can block the wind for me. The pterodactyl which
apparently is now my pet, goes out to find leaves and moss
to sleep on and food. 10 minutes later something lands on my
shoulder. “Hay don’t land so fast next time,” I say to the
pterodactyl. I take the leaves and moss into the dugout. ‘This
moss is heavier than I thought” I exclaim. Then 17 white turtle
eggs roll out of the moss. “So is this tonight's tea,” I say out
loud. The pterodactyl replays in a screech as if to say yes..
Suddenly it struck me just like lightning. The thought that gets
rid of most of my hope. Will the humans come and find me?
Any way how did I get here in the first place? Well there is
other things to think about to pass time. I’m hungry. I think will
just have an egg.
rid of most of my hope. Will the humans come and find me?
Any way how did I get here in the first place? Well there is
other things to think about to pass time. I’m hungry. I think will
just have an egg.
Weeks and more weeks go by. Still not rescued. Will they ever
find me? The Adventure continues...
find me? The Adventure continues...
THE END
Hi David,
ReplyDeleteI really liked how you had a pet pterodactyl.
Next time instead of saying hay say hey.
You did really well with your punctuation, good work.