One scary evening, I was strolling home from the shops and
something grabbed me and locked me in a dungeon. I just didn’t know where I was.
After a disturbed night I woke up and saw lots of brightly coloured paint and a
blank white easel.
I picked up a paintbrush, chose a colour. As I started to paint, a
crystal ball appeared before a blink of an eye, I was sucked up into the crystal
ball and I landed up in crystal city. I thought it was a portal and IT WAS.I
was stuck there forever...
Hi Cydni, well done for entering the 100WC this week.
ReplyDeleteYou have created an air of mystery in your story and your readers will still be mystified at the end. Was it a good place to be? What was it like there?
Maybe next time, you could try to open some of your sentences with adverbs. They do a fabulous job of adding interest to your story and help to paint a picture in the heads of your readers. Have a go!
Well done and keep writing. :)
Mrs Tucker (100WC Team) Wirral, UK