One warm summer night I woke up to a bang. Shattered glass laid at my feet. A black silhouette came through the fragmented window and started rummaging through my closet. I laid there with fear. I saw the thief creep into my parents bedroom. I leap to my feet, packed me some clothes and ran for the door. The thief turned his head and glared right at me. I swung open the door and ran. After a few hours of roaming through the forest, a formidable animal intently stared at me while slowly approaching me. I looked for an exit then I looked up at the trees that were swaying in the brisk wind. I jumped on the tree and climbed to safety. I sat upon the peak of the tree. As I sat there I found a large map. It was a map of my rural town. The mountains overlooked the town and the forest was huge. I climbed down from the tree and started following the map. I felt the presence of someone. I turned and someone was following me. Who was it? Why were they following me? What am I going to do?
I am a Year 8 student at Panmure Bridge School in Auckland, NZ. I am in Learning Space 2 and my teachers are Ms Kirkpatrick and Mrs Anderson.
Monday, 12 March 2018
Runaway Boy - 5 - 7 - 10 Writing
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