It was a frosty morning and I wanted the day off. I told Mum I was sick, but she said, “If you're not up in three minutes I'm going to pour cold water on you!” So I toughened up and caught the bus.
As soon as school started so did the test. I had an hour to complete a three pages on how having to travel made the Lions lose the Super Rugby Final.
“Five minutes to go!” Mr Smith screamed. Only three lines left. I went to grab the twink to correct an error. Disaster! I knocked it over, spilling it and soaking everything…. it was gone, all gone.
By Sam Ctr
Great story Sam,
ReplyDeleteI like the descriptive words that you used.
~Amber T
i really how you used the word twink in one of your story sentences
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