This is a poster I made in a group in literacy with some friends.
As I rode my Daily route with birds singing in the background, I came across a hard stony path, all of a sudden the path had stopped. In front of me was a, shattered gate made out of wood. A church bell rang like it was the end. I leaped off my Apollo Rock Rider bike. Carefully, I pulled open the gate, hoping no one would see or catch me,my heart pounding. There was a dead bird, My feet forced me into the graveyard. All the gravestones were mossy, and stated freaking me out. Just Then, the gate swung open. Suddenly, all the birds flapped away. They flapped like someone was trying to shoot them. What was it?
Merrily, I cycled my way to the old, creaky grave yard to see my ancestors who died hundreds of years ago.The bell tower let out a deafening ring. I dropped my grey,shiny bike in shock. I saw some grave stones towering all over the grave yard. Suddenly, a shiver went down my spine and I suspected something was wrong. Then I saw a dead bird and I ran to hide in the church. I heard some birds fly away, then I got very scared because the gate opened by itself. I heard the creak of the gate and I heard foot steps. The foot steps got louder and louder.
As the church bell rang ,I rode my mountain bike up to the huge church gate in the Graveyard.It was as sunny as Egypt I rode there, because I wanted to visit my Granddad.All of sudden, I spotted a dead bird lying sprawled out on the grassy ground .I felt like my heart was going to explode with fear.
As I slowly explored the rest of the Graveyard, I heard the gate slowly creep open,I thought it was a ghost.I never saw anyone. I heard footsteps; getting closer and closer, louder and louder …
As the old church bell rung loudly,I decided to cycle to grandmas grave,to leave some flowers.Cycling quickly, on my grey bike, I arrived at the grave yard.I opened the creaky gate to the graves.I wondered around and looked at some graves some of them looked like bits of green,ripped grass fallen on them.Then,I saw a grey bird laying on the sandy path.Every part of my body was telling me to turn back,my knees fell to the ground and I dropped the brightly colored flowers.All of a sudden,I heard some birds flying away as fast as lighting and I heard the gate open, there was nobody there!A few seconds later,I heard some loud footsteps and I felt a shiver down my back!
As the sun covered the trees,I decided to ride my bike.On the way I saw a creaky gate leading to a graveyard. As I walked in the in the grave yard, the crows started yelling like dogs.I looked at the old dusty grave stones, wondering if any anseters were there. I looked on the floor, there was a dead bird . Quickly I headed to the church .As I heard a fluttering sound, the gate open slowly heavy footsteps came closer and closer and closer………..
As I cycled home,I noticed a graveyard,and cycled towards it.My black tires crunched on top of the white stones.When I arrived I parked my silver bike,and opened I gate of the graveyard.The big oak trees blocked the sunlight so I got a bit chilly.I saw grey moldy graves,I knew they were old.As I got closer I found a dead pigeon leaking with blood.Suddenly,birds flew out of the old oak tree above.
As quick as a flash,my adrenaline rush clambered up my spine.I knew it was time to get out; something, someone opened the gate….
This week we have been working hard on adding descriptive language to our written work to describe a setting.
We watched this video and tried to write a descriptive story start. We would love to know what you think to our work. Have we done a good job?
As the church bells rang, I rode my bike to the graveyard to lay down some flowers on my mothers grave because she passed away last week and it was sad to see her go.After that,I saw lots and lots of of dirty gravestones. I searched and searched but could not find my mothers grave stone.All of a sudden,I saw a dead pigeon on the ground and that made me run to the church. Suddenly the gate I came through opened and I heard foot steps getting louder and louder and I turned around and started running for my life.
By Enrique & Kian
As the day unfolded ,I decided to pay my respects to my grandmother at the grave yard.I was riding my light silver bike to the grave yard. Bitting my nails,I gently opened the creaky gate. I glared at the dirty old grave stones. I saw a blood stained bird.Suddenly,I heard the bell ring and a creaky gate open.