LI:To plan where my similies and adjectives and metaphors will go in my writing.
LI:To get in the habbit of using the reverse strategy.
LI:To explain details of what I saw heard and what I am doing!
Chill Out
I’m in my bunk bed… I’m faintly twisting, huffing nervously. I see the ragged crackly wooden bunk beds. The scratchy itchy matress. The chirping owls annoying me. I am cracking up, trying to keep it a very still noise, Tyrells making the most quiet silly funny jokes.
Mr Momo, furious Mr Momo, lumbers in my cabin like a angry annoyed giant. I peek away in a dart. Close my eyes and waves of dark black nothing appears in front of me. I’m trying to pretend I’m asleep. Mr Momo roars as load as a husky… “BOYS OUT, CHILL OUT!!!” “Arrgh” I moaned, I thought I made the trick. I stroll nervously to Chill out wondering what this can be…
Mrs Milne stands there and looks very very sulky. “Boys bla bla bla bla bla!!!!” She sounded like a eagle munching on it’s food. At this moment I wasn’t even listening I was so frightened!!!
Mr Momo had a growl louder than a bear! I was going to clapse. At the moment I am more nervous than I am on cross country day!!
Mr Momo shouted loudly, “Get back inside nowwwwwww!!!”
I scampered inside feeling extremely ashamed. I deserve now to be walking on the hard crumply stone floor and to be back at my cabin from my big adventure on a mushy delicate pillow!!
I am very ashamed!
The End.