Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The Island

The island is called “ Blood Island”.

We were sailing towards the island. It was raining and lightening was appearing everywhere. We were very wet and cold.

We yelled, “ Fired”.

The smoke was coming from the island. I could see a wreck of a boat. We jumped into the freezing water and swum to shore where dead people and bones laid across the beach.

We found a treasure chest. We open the treasure chest.

Some pirates came out of their hiding place and started to fight us for the treasure. We killed them.

We wanted to take the treasure chest back to our boat. However the treasure chest was too heavy.

We put some gold coins into our pockets and sailed away.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Ashton,

    This is a very impression narrative. I like originality of your ideas, especially dead people and bones laid across the beach

    Mr Thurlow