My hero story
People are shouting, My heart is pounding and I am sweating, I see the training camp through my teary, blotchy, sore eyes.
I am about to quit, run away ‘get eaten by the grimm’ I think ,either a huntsman or food.
Screams escape the young ones mouths and people break into sprints, I do both, we all know that it is the grimm.
Vibration shocks the ground and screams die down replaced with cries of help from the people who will die soon, higher ranks like me pull out our weapons ready to fight for our lives. Half of the camp was lying on the ground lifeless when the grimm left, leaving sockets of where he walked.
Murmur breaks the silent shock and I declare ‘We have to find a new country!’ they all agree.
The next month we came across a small beautiful island thousands of miles away from the grimm and we settled in. I am the new leader and everybody calls me the hero and ever since we never saw the grimm again.
Hi Lily, I always love reading your descriptions about the setting of a place. Everything is painted vividly with precise verbs and adjectives that paint a haunting picture of people in battle.
ReplyDeleteYour next step now is to try and develop your story. Can you tell us more about who the Grimm is and why it is attacking these people? Why have the people chosen your character as the leader?
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