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Children's writing: writing a short story with a specific ending - by Ethan

03.09.21

Ethan, you have written a superb short story here (please scroll down to read this wonderful writing!) with excellent structure, grammar, punctuation and language, including a unique poem sung by the creepy character.
Your challenge was to write a short story of three paragraphs, and the ending words had to say: It was locked. You have an excellent structure here over the three paragraphs and within each paragraph. You have been working on using a technique of 'three' for your descriptions. This means that you describe something (step 1), then think of another thing to write about it (step 2), and then one more thing (step 3); this helps to add layers of detail - and, WOW, you have achieved this in bucket fulls! You have so many examples of this- let's show one of them.

This example uses the movie director technique, where you imagine what you would see on a camera. This helps to add movement to your character, and it also helps to move the plot along too.


Example:
Step 1: Twisting and turning away from shards of glass through the broken window, it glided into my house gracefully like a ballerina.
Step 2: With a crescendo of creaking floorboards, the creature ascended the stairs with tiptoed treads.
Step 3: As the glaring, evil figure reached the top of the stairs, wafting out a pungent smell of manure, my heart was pounding relentlessly. 
So, here's the whole story, everyone. Read and enjoy!

The Mysterious Figure, by Ethan
Across the front garden, there was a high-pitched, loud scream. Startled, I jumped out of my bed, as alarmed as a frightened cat but smashed my head against the ceiling. Many horrible thoughts whizzed into my head.
 
As I looked out of the upper-floor window, a vague, pitch-black figure blended in with the background but its evil-glowing-crimson eyes gleamed beneath its hairy face in the dark. Its three antennae from the forehead were connected by a tube across their tips and its long, worm-liked body appeared to have two wiggly, arm-liked tentacles. An extended body trunk seemed to be bending up and out of its buttock. Shattering a ground-floor window, it reached for it with its long, gnarly fingers which stuck out razor-sharp claws. The creature hummed to itself:
 
Thin Body,
Scary shape.
My name is Bobby,
I need to escape.


Twisting and turning away from shards of glass through the broken window, it glided into my house gracefully like a ballerina. With a crescendo of creaking floorboards, the creature ascended the stairs with tiptoed treads. As the glaring, evil figure reached the top of the stairs, wafting out a pungent smell of manure, my heart was pounding relentlessly. I heard whistles growing louder like a kettle with boiling water on stove fire as it was approaching my room. While it was opening the door into my bedroom, I dashed behind the door to wait for a chance to flee. When the figure was looking away from my direction, I rushed to the front door downstairs. I tried to open the door, but it was locked!      
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