The last thing I remember was seeing
the thrashing tornado whizzing towards me. I shrieked as it hit .Then all went
black. I woke up in hospital a few days later. I sat up as Mum popped a piece
of chocolate in my mouth. I looked around and saw my baby cousin with a sheet
over her head. Tears sprung to my eyes as I realized I wasn’t the only one
affected by the storm. The tears rolled down my cheeks. I asked where Dad was
but suddenly I didn’t want to know any more. The violent storm was tragic.
By Courtney
Hi Courtney
ReplyDeleteWonderful writing! I love your beginning where you set the scene and the 'feeling' of your writing.
As I read your writing it seemed so real. Well done on portraying feelings and words/phrases so that the reader can visualise what is happening.
How did you end up in hospital? How were you affected by the storm?
From Mrs Natusch
Team 100WC
(plus I wanted to comment on your post anyway!)
PS - It's funny that I am on the 100WC team and one of my numbers to comment on is #166 and that was YOU! Aren't I lucky!
Hi Mrs Natusch
DeleteThank you for commenting.
I am not quite sure about how the character in the story ended up in hospital but i'll think about it.
From Courtney
Hi Courtney,
ReplyDeleteOut of all the 100 WC your one was my fav. It was really interesting and so imaginative. What did you like most about the 100 WC?????
From Brenna