Thursday, October 2, 2014
My Story Of A Piñata
Oh my. Today is going to be crazy! My brothers and sisters have always told me this day would come. I'm so scared. I really wish this was just a dream. I'm sitting here at a dining room table waiting for them to come get me. I've been waiting for hours and hours. You could feel the tempermental feeling in the air. Finally, they came. There is now a hole in me. They were stuffing something inside of me but I'm not sure what it was. After they stuffed me, they brought me outside by a tree. I'm thinking to myself why would anyone want to hurt us poor Piñatas! We have done nothing wrong to deserve things like this. They hang me up on the tree. By now I knew that my life was going to end. Not expecting it, all I see are bats and sticks come swinging towards me! I feel this harsh pain in my side, then my stomach, and then my back! I knew it was over.
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Be careful on your form of past and present tense in the story. You kept switching it throughout the post. I agree with the piñata, they are harmless and do not do anything wrong to people.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you used a vocabulary word in your writing. It was a very good post you can tell that you put some thought into it. Just a few things like, int the first sentence you should have put a comma instead of a period.
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