Yesterday team Moana have been shared a slide with a whole heap of pictures. Why are there picture you might ask? well .... .... What we needed to do was to choose a picture at write a describing story about the picture you choose using our senses. Here is my story.
The cold swaying wind whispered in my ear as I looked around the misty area.
The mysterious road would make you curiously wondering where it goes to.
The old creepy trees looked nude, black and rotten.
The branches fell every second.
The air smells as if it were so rotten that you
could become a sick mongoose!
None of the trees were moving not even a little, still as ever!
It was so slippery that you’d almost slipped on the mouldy grassy ground.
The place was so cold that you would get goosebumps.
Whenever you look around all you’d see were tall trees surrounding you.
Creepy sounds as if an animal was going to attack you.
By Kate Jack
