Tuesday, 20 September 2016
connors narritive 20/9
It was windy and the rope holding the bridge from falling had snapped and we had fallen into the disgusting swirling revolting water. Trevor had fallen into the water he classmates helped him up onto the bridge. He was shivering cold, his lips were turning blue and he was shivering. Everybody were slowly falling off the freezing cold bridge. It was just meant to be a trip to the watering hole to get water for some soup and they can't get to the watering hole where it was safe. They hated
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ReplyDeleteI liked how you used interesting vocab, 1 thing you could improve on is not using the same word over again.
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