My Writing

Beyond the Lines

Once upon a time, me and my brother were playing hide and seek. I was the oldest in my family, so any ways I hid in the loef and my brother was still counting I was finding a place to hide somewhere in the loef then Is saw a chest that had a key in the key locker. I turned the key around then the chest opened. I looked inside and saw a soldier hat and a letter. I called my brother and my grandad and grandma.

Once everyone came I asked my grandad what was this, he said to me that it was a long story he said to me. He said that he was a soldier and he was fighting the turkish people. Next He started telling us the story and me and my brother thought that we were there. Our grandad said that it took them 2 months to get to gallipoli. It was NZ,UK and Australia going to fight the turkish people, so once he and his soldiers arrived then they opened the boat’s hatch door.

Then his soldiers got out of the boat and he said to us that he was very scared and did not know what to do. So all his grandad did was join the fight with his other soldiers, he saw his soldiers on the ground,  dead. We saw it too by imagining. We felt like we were there in real life, we looked for our grandad in the war but we couldn’t find him. We raced out of the boat and searched for him but we couldn’t.

The soldiers were keeping us safe but one by one they got shot by the turkish people that were shooting from the top of the hill. We ran as fast as we could then a bomb landed behind us and we flew in the air then landed safely on the ground. We hid behind a metal shed, we looked for our grandad, after that we saw him hiding behind another metal shed and scared.

We ran as fast as we could to him and once we made it, we smiled at him. Then the turkish people nearly shot us and our grandad. Then our grandad found his friend shot by bullets, he felt sad then his friend died. Then he saw one of his other friend shot in the face, he felt scared and he had only one way, to reach the top of the hill and shoot everyone. Once he was out of his shed the turkish people started shooting him.

We flew in the air then landed in a hole very hard, it hurt us really bad. People were helping us but they kept dying. Me and my brother hugged each other then our grandad came and hugged us. It was a horrible dream we had, we started crying then we stopped. Our grandma came and saw everything. My grandad picked up my little brother and walked out of the loef.

We waited for our grandma, then she picked up the hat the dropped it in the box, then locked it. Our grandad is lucky that he survived in the war. So once our grandma was done she came and closed the door. And that was the end of his story.

THE END  

My Writing about The Cloud

This is my story about The Cloud, before we started writing we had to watch the video carefully then think about how you would feel. Then once we started writing we started adding punctuation, juicy words and make sure the sentence make sense. Once we had finished our story we had to post it on our blog, I hope you like my story about The Cloud and I hope you have a great day😎.

The Cloud

Once upon a time, there was a cloud that was not like any other clouds, other clouds work together to make big storms and destroy homes and make floods. But this cloud was kind and helpful. He was fluffy, white as a snow, grey as a bright grey moon, he looked like a cotton candy, soft, clever, friendly, brave, strong and special. He liked travelling around the world and helping them. One day in the early morning the clouds moved to a city called New York City, and that kind cloud went to the city without the other unkind clouds, this cloud came from the sea and it wanted to save New York City if they needed him, so he started looking around for the people that needed him.

When the cloud went into the city he thought that it was beautiful and everyone was safe, he went over the cooling system and it blew him up and the cloud thought that it was fun. All the people thought that he was dangerous, so some people keep their things inside until the cloud goes away, he was lost by travelling around so he went to see himself in the tower. He felt sad and lonely that he came far from the other clouds so he went back, but when he was the clouds were gone and left him in the city.

He got sad until he knew what to do in the city, he thought that he should have fun in the city, so he went to the town. Once he reached at the town he thought that what should he do first to have some fun with other people, so he had an idea, he blocked the traffic light and he the cloud was glowing, everyone in the town thought he was dangerous, the cloud felt even more sad that no one needs me and they were looking at him because they thought that he was a dump cloud. So the cloud went somewhere that no people have been, the cloud went to a car park that was rusty and closed for years, then the cloud wanted to see what was inside the dark rusty car park. But when he turned on his lightning on for some light to see, a German Shepherd dog barked so loud at him that he got a fright.

He went past a tower and the people in the office were scared of the cloud so he went away then he heard a siren somewhere so he followed the sound. Once he reached there he saw fire and some firefighters fighting the fire, he thought that it was a hard job for them so he made a thunder sound and it started raining the fire looked like it had hands and and it wanted to grab me and destroy me. Everyone was pleased and lucky that there was a friendly cloud. Just in time, the fire was out he thought that no one needed help anymore so he went back to the clouds. Everyone was safe in New York City and the people thought that he was smart even he was small, cute and furry and everyone was happy.