Chasity, Taylor & Willy's - Narrative Writing - Speedy Thinking

This is our Narrative writing task from our self management checklist. We had to describe a picture by using our knowledge of narrative writing. check out our short narratives we wrote as a group. 

World War 2: Elephants vs Serval cats

World War 2 Begins.....

Darkness  over castered the night as world war 2 started. The great war between two tribes, the elephants and the serval cats began. This took place when an elephant discovered it’s prey the serval cat. Bones, flesh and blood splattered everywhere with no warning as the chief of his own tribe stood on his victim. The war against a chief of elephants and a serval cat which was chief of his own kind began and lasted for many, many years.

Many animals that weren't involved in this war were either killed or tortured for their entire life.I remember when I was a young cub. I remember just lying in my giant hole waiting for the war to stop. But it never ended it kept going.  I could hear my Mother's voice in the distance. Screaming for her life. I cried and cried but no - one could hear me. I was frightened for my life, No one was there to protect me, just myself.

War was still on, Elephants and serval cats were still fighting. You could see the bones and flesh of innocent ones that had nothing to do with this war. Planes passed by dropping bombs, leaving smoke in the air. Elephants ate their enemies, enjoying the episode of eating. I turn my tiny little head towards the right finding 5 serval cats dead, So far the elephant tribe is winning which is a reasonable explanation.

I don’t know whether to move because I’m afraid that the serval cats will find me and eat me for their dinner. I make a  decision and slowly creep across the valley, looking behind me at the same time. Luckily no predator can hear my little feet creeping across. I find a safe place to hide in till morning.

The beaming sun rays from the sun spark my eye’s, telling me to awake. My eye’s slowly open. So far their are only 10 - 11 animals left suffering in the burning hot sun . Looking around I see those who contributed in this war and who, who started it.

The Grand Canyon Tightrope Walker

The Grand Canyon Tightrope Walker:

My heart ached with fear as nerves rushed up my spine. I feel a genuine rushing through my body like a lightning bolt as I take a few more steps. I shake my head trying to concentrate. My mind targets death, it is literally 1000 times worse. My blood rushes through my veins as goose bumps pop up all over my body. I can hear the voices of my fellow family members saying a prayer, asking in the hands of god to let me live.

The rhythm of the wind tries to blow me over but I keep my balance. Now there was no point of regretting now. I kept on walking. I was nearly there. My body shivers with fear as I walk a few more steps. I look over to the other side my family still praying.I couldn't Imagine how my family would feel if I died right here, I don’t but I do know that they would miss me from the moon and back a million times more.

My body wobbles a bit and this is when it gets freaky. I keep hold of the stick that I'm holding in front of me. My mother is crying I can hear from half way, She has tears of fears hoping I won’t. My children have their eye’s closed because they’re devastated that their father might die.

I’m nearly there, just a few steps more. I take a run and leap off to land. I run up to my family who are relieved i’m still alive. My wife comes up to me and gives me a relieving hug just to say your here and not dead. I can hear my brother whispering in my “You've done it.” I take a bow and head off.