Whoosh, I could feel the wind rushing against my face. I was riding my red,stripy,mountain bike on the track and someone was in front of me. Suddenly a moose rammed the guy in front of me off his bike. "That dirty old moose" I said. Oh well he will survive. So I left him to heal. It was starting to get dark so I headed back but in the distance I could see a big green blob. I biked towards it, when I got closer i saw that it was a broccoli house "just what I wanted". That's what I wished for when I was ten and it came true in 25 years. Ok it is pitch black now but there was a light switch. i flicked it on and there was the bed I went closer and climbed in and went to sleep. Oops I almost forgot to turn off the light so I got out of bed and turned it off and crawled back into bed. I'm so tired... Ding,ding,ding the alarm went. I started travelling again. I came to a road but it wasn't any road it was a magical road. I drove down it and there was my house. Ok I'm scared.

A broccoli house sounds like a cool house to live in, what a great thing to wish for.
ReplyDeleteI really like the descriptive language you used to describe the broccoli house and your bike.
Great writing Jarrod!!
From Miss Collins
cool story
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omg
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The way you described your story I almost felt like I was there with the wind rushing through my hair. What a thing to wish for a broccoli house with a broccoli door?
ReplyDeleteEnjoyable story buddy - Dad