Friday 1 November 2013

Baby Elephant Narrative.



One sunny day lived a baby elephant named Joey. He was a lonely elephant he would swim by himself, he would eat by himself, and he would have a walk by himself.

My skin was rough as a rock my mother and father had died from salvation I was taking a walk and then BOOM, CRASH  I had crashed into a tree because he was too busy looking on the ground thinking about his mother and his father.

I had no friends at all. So I  went back to the africa  to go to sleep. As he was walking he could see my habitat,  and it was all ruined all of my tents was all ripped up I thought it must be the hunters.

He thought that because his mother and father died from them so that was Joey’s nightmare hunters joey ran to hide so he won’t die but BANG I bumped into one of the hunters but Maria then kicked him in  leg and slapped him with my trunk.

Joey ran as fast as I can so they other hunters won’t catch him. So I  ran and he ran like a jet plane but the jet plane doesn't run.

And then I looked back and I had lost the hunters.    

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