Narrative - Hunted

One dark night when the moon shone bright a little boy popped out from behind a little green bush. He was starving. He sniffed and searched all around. He climbed up and down the boxes and saw a cooked chicken sitting all by itself. He walked silently up to the chicken but suddenly he fell through the ground. Along came a hunter “You are the last of your kind,” yelled the hunter. He used the camera flash and blinded the boy and then tied him, upside down on a pole. The man came up to the boy and put  a wishbone in front of his face. The man spoke, “it might be your lucky day.” it was his lucky day. The little boy broke the wishbone and used it to break out of his case. He ran away from the man. The boy climbed up the boxes and down the boxes so did the man. He jump off them and the little boy ran to the hole and he got stuck. And The little boy saw the camera flasher and he used it to hurt the man’s eyes. The boy ran away. The man chased him like a gorilla. He ran through the cage and the man ran into it and the bars knocked him out. The little boy had caught the man. So they lived happily ever after.

My First Narrative

Stuck in the Ice

Aaa!!!  I woke up yelling “we are stuck in the middle of ice!”suddenly the volcano erupts.

Aaa!!!Even though I was strong and tough I began yelling and screaming. “Help! Help! someone. Anyone.” Just then the lava hit the ice and

the ice started breaking up. “What are we going to do?” asked James. Tommy spoke loudly, “we should just wait because the ice is breaking so we will be able to move.

The ice slowly started to break away. When it was all broken up we crawled away. We found some wood and built a raft and sailed away. We  all lived happily ever after.