The man in the cabin

WALT: 

• Use paragraphs to link similar ideas together
• write in structured, well developed paragraphs that flow well from one to the next within the text
• use linking words and phrases to link paragraphs for effect

This week in Room 6 we had to write descriptive paragraphs based on a picture. The first thing we did was do some learning about writing paragraphs eg: how we can link our paragraphs, what goes in a paragraph etc. We were shown a picture and we had to write about that picture, but before that we brainstormed about it. In our  brainstorm we had the five senses which are: Feel, Hear, See, Taste and Smell. After that we created our paragraphs.

What I found hard: was trying to link my paragraphs
What I need to work on: Make my writing more descriptive and use strong vocabulary.
What I enjoyed: Was writing my paragraphs.

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As he sat alone in the corner of the abandoned cabin, memories flood back in his mind. From the day he got kicked out of his house to the day he was having the time of his life with his friends and his family. He missed those days when he was free with his friends along with his family. But now? He was here in an old neglected cabin. He’s been in there for days, Starving, miserable and most of all missing the comfort his friends and his family gave him. He’s been out a few times just to find food and water to drink and eat. He hasn’t had a proper meal since the day he got kicked out. While he was sitting having a walk through his memories, his stomach grumbled indicating that he was hungry. He groaned annoyed. “Why do you have to be hungry now?” He mumbled looking out the window where raindrops slid down.

 The man got up and limped over to the old table where he puts leftover meals. When he sees just an apple there he groaned. He looked out the window again having a fight with himself in his mind if he should go out to get food or if he should stay in the cabin where it is dry. “If I go out I might get sick” he mumbled. He furrowed his eyebrows “But if I stay here I will starve” he mumbled again. He sighed not knowing what the right decision is. The man settled with staying in the damp, but dry cabin so that he wouldn’t get sick later on. He also ate the apple that sat on his table to keep his stomach happy, he took the apple and limped back over to the corner of the cabin. The man bit his apple and made a nauseated face. "Aish why does this have to be a bad apple?" He complained to himself. Just then a roar of thunder came from the outside which made him bolt upright. He sighed "Seems like I made the right decision of staying inside." He mumbled.

 After eating his not-so-good apple, the man entered dreamland. He managed to sleep in an uncomfortable position. Nevertheless, it's good that the man was able to sleep, despite the position he is on right now but he hasn't slept for more than 24 hours now. He was in a sitting position, his back was against the wall with his feet out. His head fell to the side, which would probably give him a neck ache later on when he wakes up.

 Laughter was heard in the scene. The man stood in the middle of a flower field, in decent clothes. "This must be a dream" The man mouthed. A group of boys are sitting at a picnic table at the far end of the flower field. They were all laughing and having fun. The man smiled at the sight of friends smiling and laughing. The man turned his gaze to the other side of the flower field across his friends. There stood his wife and their children, laughing and having fun having each other's company. The man tried to walk towards them but his feet were glued to the ground. He looked at his feet and they were fine.There wasn’t anything pulling it down. The man tried to move towards them again but failed miserably. Now, something was pulling him down to earth. Something like a hand that he couldn't see. The man grumbled completely frustrated with his situation. The man struggled to get out of the stronghold. It just kept on pulling him until mud was seen on his knees. He let out a whimper. He used all his strength to fight the stronghold. Next thing the man knows his vision turned pitch black...

 The man bolted upright after his horrible dream. His breaths were heavy. The man groaned as pain shot through his body, quickly regretting bolting upright. The man placed his hand against his forehead feeling the sweat sliding down. He closed his eyes focusing on his breathing before he does something else. As his breath went back to its normal rhythm, the man sat up straight and let out a sigh. "I wonder when they will realise I'm here" The man muttered. Just then a knock on the door was heard making the man's attention shift to the door...

(^The Picture we had to write about^)