Far away where no one would go, something in a down hearted town was ready to petrify people. I was coming home when I felt something on my arm it was wet, clumpy and shiney. I didn’t know what it was. I could feel it spreading across my arm. I could see that it was a green, soggy slime. I felt petrified. It slid from my arm to the ground and fled to the drain. It dripped through the cracks down to the sea and carried on. It dripped in a dolphin’s blow hole and stayed there forever.
Kia ora Georgia,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your story - you have used some great descriptive vocabulary! Your story reminded me of a movie I saw about a creature called The Blob!
Do you think you will write a second story about the slime?
One day when I have some time
DeleteBonjour Georgia,
ReplyDeletegreat job!We love how you used such great describing words.
Your story reminds me of the goosebumps book "monster blood".
Do you think that will actually happen?
No I don't but it could happen in my imagination.
DeleteKia ora Georgia'
ReplyDeleteThat story was amazing I wish I could write a story like that. It reminds about my slime that I made.
From Shaivi
Kiowa my fellow bloggers, that you tribe hard and you pot.. .punctuation and it was amazing by jack.###
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