in writing for the past three days we have been writing a recount on when we had to eat something we didn't want to. But I couldn't think of ANYTHING to write about so Miss Keys said I can make something up. So its not really a recount but I wrote it like one. the highlighting means:
red=dialogue
orange=sound effects
yellow-past tense words.
green= thoughts and feelings
so here is my story. Enjoy
“Oh no, I clogged the toilet” I muttered trying to flush them down.
It all started when mum called us for dinner. I raced to the table and sat there eagerly waiting for mum to dish up the food. My smile slipped from my face as mum slid beans on my plate. I absolutely HATE beans. I use to like them when I was little but my taste buds changed. I made a grossed out face which mum spotted. “ you have to eat them Ammalina” she said passing out beans to everyone else. I stared at my plate in horror and glanced around to see if anyone was watching. I swiftly grabbed them and stuffed them into my pocket. “As smooth as a ninja” i thought smiling.
I finished off my dinner and snuck into the bathroom. I locked the door and walked over toilet. I emptied my pockets out and flushed the toilet. Nothing. “What's happening” I thought. I tried it again but the beans didn't go away. Then the water started rising and the toilet over flowed. “Uhhh” i said backing away. Mum knocked out the door “is everything ok in there?” she called out. “No” i answered. “I'm gonna come in, unlock the door” mum said nocking. “ um just a sec” I murmured. Ew I had to get the beans out fast. I scrunched up my nose and plumaged my hand into the toilet. “Ew ew ew” i thought gagging. I chucked the beans in the bin and cover them with some toilet paper. I Looked at the water all over the floor and quickly unlocked the door. Mum barged in and looked at the mess on the floor and immediately started interrogating me.”what did you do?, why is it clogged, how did you do it?. Was it you who did it?” I thought mum would tell me off for telling the truth so I kept lying to her.
Once Mum had investigated the toilet she called a plumber. He came round as quick as he could and started working on the toilet.It took him only about ten minutes to find out what happened. He came out holding a single bean. “This is what was causing it.” I saw mum glance at me so I took off to my room. Then a herd the plumber leave and the flip flop of my mums jandles down the hall way. I tried to hide but I was too late. My Mum came walking in holding the wooden spoon. “ Im dead” I thought.
I hope you enjoyed my story. I would love if you left a comment saying what I could improve on. Byeeee