Hunted

HUNTED

One night in the dark, dark sky sat a full moon. In the jungle a young kid appeared from behind a green bush. Ssmmm! He smelt something so he went to check it out. He went through a cage and jumped over boxes. There it was. A golden, cooked chicken. ‘Slurp!’ He licked his lips. He jumped down and tiptoed to the box with the chicken on it. Creak, He fell down it a hole. It was a trap. Click!The hunter took a picture and blinded him with a camera. The hunter held out the wishbone as he ate the last piece of chicken. He said, “don't be sad, it could be your lucky day.” The boy snapped the wishbone and won. He used it to unlock his padlock while the hunter went off upset. When the hunter realised the boy has escaped he took off. He chased him until the came to a hole. Suddenly the boy saw the camera and grabbed it. He blinded the hunter just in time. He took off, jumping over the boxes. The hunter charged after him like a gorilla. The boy led him into a cage. The bars knocked the hunter out.In the morning the hunter woke to find himself hanging above all the jungle people dancing and singing.

First Narrative

SLUMBERPARTY

Heaw! I woke up on the beach in the middle of nowhere. WAKE UP EVERYBODY!!! They all woke up and chucked their clothes on their back and took off into the jungle. We went off to catch some food for breakfast time. What's for breakfast? Pig. “YUM!!!” they all shouted. Nam nam nam. ‘More please.’ No, no more we have to save some for the trip to another island. “Greer, what was that?” Jackie whispered. Poof! It sounds like something big. A lion, no, a tiger, no, a jugar, no, its a mammoth with huge tusks charging like it just wants to kill us. “AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!” they all screamed. “This way,” I yelled, “head into the water and swim to that island over there. “What about the crocodiles?” “Swim around them, Jackie” AAAA!!! “Don't worry about him, lets go!” Finally we arrived safely on the island.