Tuesday, September 3, 2019

Wild Pigs

This week Room 2 and I have been working on this writing. Room 2 got to choose what they are scared of and they write about it. This is my writing and what I am scared of.


                            Wild Pigs
I sneaked and peaked behind the tree seeing the ugliest pig i've ever seen. I told my dad what it was with shivers going down my spine he answered with a big colp saying a wild pig. I took another peak while he stared into my eyes Bang! The gun shot missed while the pig chased us with anger. We hasten our hardest until I tripped with my Dad stopping to stab the pig before the pig got me.
 The End
By Storm De Thier
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