Freda the dog

One blazing Fresh morning I was off to war, My body felt as solid as a ice cube. I don't want to lose my friends. I was worried that I was gonna lose Freda and will not be able to take her back to Lucy safely. As I was crashing through the thick mud, my ears could hear bombs exploding and bullets going through people. At this point I knew that I would survive because of my goodluck charm, Freda. As I was in the trenches I was shifting and shooting. Each day I was losing my friends, My friends that I won't be able to see again. Every Night I would pray and pray until I couldn't anymore. Finally one quiet morning there were no bombs and no more bullets, Everyone had enough of it. So I packed up and headed home with Freda. Once I got to freda´s home there was a lovely young woman waiting there. Suddenly she came running to me to grab Freda, ¨She said thank you so much¨. I ¨said thanks because I don't know what I could of done without her¨.

This week WALT.... Write a flashback from a different perspective and use show not tell. The book we used is ¨ The Anzac puppy ¨ by Peter Millett and also Trish Bowles. Something that I enjoyed doing was writing it as a show not tell. Something that I could improve on myself is to make it more fun by adding more descriptive words.