Friday, 16 August 2019

19 Narrative





                                                   My Narrative 
In Te waka ako we made narrative's about our holidays!
encase you don't know what a narrative is, it is a story with 5-? paragraphs. And in this narrative we had to put some climax in it! How about me reading my story to you aye? C'mon don't be shy! your not even reading! GREAT! Introducing my story! "The run out in the umop 6p!snd" !!!



The run out in the
               umop 6p!sdn

Hi! I’m Robbin, Robbin Sinclair!
My life was hard back when I was little… but when you grow up your life starts to get more clamer, easier, and gentle on you… and this is the story on how I learnt that.

It started In the morning, a Saturday morning, I woke up feeling foggy and weary, my tummy had grumbled, and I thought to myself, “That's why my tummy was making me feel sick”, I had toast before I went off to my friends house to go watch a movie that I knew that would make us entertained! I had to go back to my house, Once I got home my eyesight was blind, all I could see was a blur, I thought it was because I sat so close to the screen but no. so I went to sleep and got some rest, when I woke up I was in This place. I was Cold and tired...

I saw something… like a vision and a sign… and What I was thinking was “Is this all a dream? Or is it a run out?” I fell down! Next minute I was at a school! Called Hawkins Middle. Everything I touched was slimy, and had so many cobwebs. The minute I saw this weird alien is the minute I felt.. frozen, couldn’t move… not a single muscle! Finally I woke up! “That's not right…” I thought.
Honey it's time to go!” My parents Yelled. 

I started to see things after that, Visions, Smoke, And Peppa pig! Wait wrong thing! And These shiny weird White things. I got scared at first but then I started to think “It's coming after me” I sighed a lot, day after day, week after week.. I felt like I wasn't home anymore and I still  thought “Is this all a dream? Or is it a run out?” I prayed every night.. “Please help me Holy father I swear I must be having dreams!” Every night the same thing “Please Holy Father” Before sleeping, a Friends
house, and School… my life was upside down! I never thought I would be in that much danger! I mean!? Why me!?!  It isn't really fair- never mind. I just wanna feel safe like before. I faint, Have seizures, I ALMOST CHOKED ON THE WHITE THINGS! It could’ve got worse until my mum got it out of me, A police helped her find me.. last time I remember I was in a hospital. My friends visited me 

“T-Team eight?” I claimed, “We were worried sick!!” They cried all tougher, “blah blah blah blah- HEY I WAS GONNA SAY THAT, WE ALL AGREED” then they started fighting… I laughed! Then I coughed… that's when they stopped skirmishing over who said what… I was excited to go to school! I Thought People wouldn’t bully me anymore! But guess what? I was wrong... 

I got bullied anyways…. This is what I meant about “My life was hard back then…” They called me names… “Ghost girl!” they mocked me… “How was it being yelled at!?” THEY EVEN TOLD ME OFF FOR SOMETHING I DIDN'T DO! I wasn't even there when they told me off…. “ROBBIN BROKE MY ARM!” I CAN’T EVEN BRAKE MINE! It wasn’t fair while growing… my friends forgot about me... but Bella-rosa and Losa-line are still my friends… I had a lot of.. Well.  untrusting friends… every sorry they said was a lie! why does everyone hate me so much? Just because You went to my school “funeral?” NO! If you died I would be sorry! It’s so sad when you dont wanna eat your food YOUR parents gave to you well… they are kids in africa if you wanna give it away!!!? It’s so impossible to give people another chance…

But there is always another chance for everybody who doesn’t give anybody their trust! Now back to my story…. During those years I got luckier! And luckier! I got to be a cherif! The youngest police! I got to make so many friends! AND I GOT A PUPPY! His name is Oakly! And I get to run a mall, named Star court! This is what it feels like! What I meant about calmer and gentle! This all happens because I ROBBIN OAKLY CHARLES SINCLAIR IS GHOST GIRL! I don’t know why I’m happy being ghost girl now! But then and now I still feel its.. touch…

So sickening! It feels like when you go down on a roller coaster ride.
Hi I’m Robbin Sinclair! And this was my story. Adios! Sayonara! And Bye! And I forgot!! Don’t let your bad thoughts get stuck in your head! It’ll get worse! And you’ll have more pain! Anyways!

BYE!

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