Make Your Own Story

This week my class wrote a story having one picture, a title and a sentence for the information about the story that we're writing. I used the Title but I used a different sentence starter. I enjoyed doing this because I get to write my own story. I could improve more by having a better imagination in my story.

Under The Rug

I began dreaming about Rats since I came from the dark and gloomy forest near my haunted house. It’s been two weeks and I think I’m going to have a trauma about Rats. Unbelievable, right?

By the way my name is David Frank, David for short. I’m 34 years old and I’m a retired scientist (I just decided to relax, you know?). I came from the planet called Pluto, Kidding! I came from earth and still on earth. My parents vanished so don’t ask me about them. I don’t have a wife nor a girlfriend. Yes, I’m single and retired...

Two weeks ago...David was writing on his Diary (He’s still a human!).

Tuesday

10:01 A.M

As you can see I love the presence of the nature. I also like taking pictures. I am currently in this mysterious place in my subdivision but it’s really gorgeous!  It’s in the forest if you're wondering what that ‘mysterious place’ was.

12:22 P.M

Dear Diary,

Guess what, I’m lost! I’m starving in this cold and creepy forest and a rat just passed by me. Should I eat it?

7:59 P.M

It’s getting dark now….I think I have to sleep here for tonight,  just tonight.

Wednesday

3:33 A.M

Aaaaahhhhh! Rats are surrounding me and yeah I’m writing on my diary! IDC but this smelly looking rat is chewing my socks. (wait, when did rats smell nice?)

End of Flashback.

Continuing, I ran after the rat peed on my shoes. I ran so fast I didn’t knew where I would go. It was so dark and I was so exhausted so I decided to sleep where I was standing.

I tried to open my eyes but the brightness of the sun was attacking me. “Where am I?” I asked myself with a sigh. *grumble grumble* My stomach said he’s hungry. I decided to walk to find some edible things when I saw my house not so far away from me. “Yes!” I screamed with joy. I opened the door of my house and luckily it still looked like how it was before.

I ate and took a short nap after all the disaster that I passed. Suddenly I heard weird noises from the living room. I switched the light on and I saw that there’s something wrong with the carpet. I grabbed a chair getting ready to use it as a weapon. *CRASH* I threw the chair, apparently I was at a far distance from the thing. I know I’m a scaredy-cat but I seriously think that it was a rat. It was gone, I thought it was dead but I saw it ran away. The rat was so quick you will think that it was just a dust that flew away.

I decided to go to the hospital because I thought I was mentally ill. I’m joking. Anyway that’s my experience about rats. Don’t worry because there are no more rats in my haunted house. I forgot to say something! Um….I like ghosts and vampires but I don’t like rats.

End