Friday 17th October

OK Here is the story I wrote.It isn’t that a good story and it doesn’t exactly make sense but you get that.I made the words you and my family picked in capitals.

One day a girl called LUCY was walking along a dark musty cave.When the cave ended she stepped out onto the beach and saw a mini PIRATE playing on a FORTRESS.She gave him a playful PUNCH on the shoulder He didn’t seem to notice so she called him a GOOBER.He then procrastinated on cleaning his fortress.A CENTIPEDE inched it’s way onto LUCY’S SHOES and she screamed.LUCY had been called LUCKY many times because she always seemed to have a LOLLY-POP with her and in CHINA LOLLY-POPS were rare,They had BRUSSEL-SPROUTS instead Which are Disgusting I know.Jumping on the TRAMPOLINE was not DANGEROUS so the pirate had never been on one,TRAMPOLINE’S were EXQUISITE TREASURES in LUCY’S mind but to the PIRATE HORSES were his favourite thing he loved riding through the trees and BUSHES on his HORSE called Moonlight.The PIRATE and LUCY had quite different likings. THE END!

Did that make sense?

My day was the best school swimming day we ever had.I won’t bother with why because it would take ages and it’s dinner time! BYE!