Showing posts with label Description. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Description. Show all posts

Friday, June 12, 2015

The haunted old sugar factory


The haunted old sugar factory

The haunted old sugar factory is rotting rusty and disgusting.

It's got a flickering light and smells horrible, like smoke, blood, dust and obviously sugar .
I anxiously open the door eeeeeeewwwwwwww! Blood is oozing from the wall. Yuck! What's that smell burning? The smell leads me upstairs. I heard crumbling and scratching. "You are going to die". Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


I crept through the door. I wanted to leave but something was holding me back. All I could hear was the floorboards creaking each step I took. I heard the door slam. BANG! Trapped.......


The next day I found myself on the floor. There was a puddle of blood. My finger it was GONE!
I knew there was someone here and now I am going to find out just who......


By Mila

The Haunted House


WALT: use descriptive language in our work to help paint a picture in the readers head. 
 
THE HAUNTED CASTLE
Here I am at the scariest place in town, the sugar factory is the 2nd. They are both haunted. I heard there are ghosts here, so I am a bit scared but while I'm here I may just have a look inside. I anxiously open the door......

Eww ...... what's that smell? Rotten candy! I follow the smell, it takes me upstairs. Then I lose the scent. I hear this bad noise. There is blood oozing from the walls.

I run down the stairs and I can smell rotten candy again. I follow it, it takes me to a hallway. It's as creepy as a nightmare, actually it is your worst nightmare. It takes me behind stairs. I see old and creepy things. Then the smell gets stronger. I end up in the great abandoned sugar factory! The castles were back to back, wow, I never knew.

I will definitely have a look. I see lollies and they smell dreadful. Serious, oh yuck! I also see moldy ice cream.  

"I hate that smell. I think I'm going to be sick," I yell. I see a freezer with a piece of paper saying fresh L&P and ice cream so I take them both. I run back to the castle and run home.
THE END


By Lily F.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The castle on the rock

We have been working on writing descriptions this term. We are practicing using interesting words and description within our writing. Last week we wrote a description about the following photograph.

Here is Hayley's piece of writing:
A gust of wind blew across the sea although it was not as loud as a wave. Clash, Bang, a few cream coloured bricks fell down and a cluster of birds flew up into the clear blue sky.

The cream castle stood on a huge rock that jarred out of the sea. At the bottom of the rocks, a tiny little door only able to fit one person through at a time. It stood above a ladder. By the ladder there was a small canoe with some oars. There was obviously someone inside. 

There must have been about 1,000,000,000 steps in there. Not, there is probably only about 200 but it seems like it.

Although the castle looks about 1000 years old it is actually only 80 - 300 years old. Two turrets rest on the castle top and there is a mountain in the background. The scene looks beautiful.