The Fox
WALT: Write a narrative story
Everyone in this small town knows the story of the girl whose parents went missing, it's not a day I like to remember. It was I think June the 9th when my parents were taken, this happened 2 years ago. I was 12 I was naive. I now live with my aunt, she owns a mansion, it’s massive. She’s very strict though.
It was just daybreak. I decided to get ready before she would yell at me to be more “productive”. I tied my dark hair up. And looked at myself in the mirror. “Do you miss your parents?” The voice was almost serpent like. I scanned the room. No one was there. “I could tell you...but it’ll cost you…” “Who’s there!” “Just someone that knows something…” This serpent voice was good at persuading I can tell you that but I must continue on with my day.
I should get away for the day. Trees shot up to the sky; they were tall oak trees. Birds fluttered in every direction singing high pitched songs. It was nice being away from the mansion and the voi- “Missed me much?” This person wouldn’t leave me alone. This person was starting to agitate me. It was scary how he could follow me everywhere and how, just how did he get into the mansion. “Scurry.” Something was running through the bushes. I was scared, I was terrified. I looked back to where the noises were coming from and there stood a fox, there was something off about the fox though. Normal foxes would run from people. This one stood there staring at me. “Um.. Miss. I think I know some things that you might want to know.” A fox was talking to me. Um. So I did something that most people would do. I screamed at it. “ARGH!” “It’s ok, I must assure you that I’m not a troublemaker.” “Umm.. Ok. I’ve never met a talking fox before so umm..” “Is it a yes or no, miss.” “Umm.. Alright…” This peculiar fox then trotted off into the forest. I stood there not knowing what to. “Are you coming?” I ran and followed his voice. This fox could not be the voices I hear, his voice wasn’t at all like a serpent but he sounded like a little gentleman. I don’t know how a fox got a voice like that or how he got a voice at all but no matter now, I need to find this information that this fox knows.
I followed him until we reached what looked like an abandoned house.
This looks like a place I could get a few answers from.
Kylahs Feedback: You story was great and had a lot of describing words.
We had to make a short narrative, it had to at least have a fox in it. We then had to get someone to read through it to make sure it actually make sense. I had a lot of fun writing this I like writing stories especially narritives.
