Tim had a story writing assignment for his English homework last week. They have been studying the Narnia series at school. They were asked to write a short story (between 400-500 words) about walking through a magical wardrobe. He attends a Norwegian school and English is his second language (he is totally a Norwegian boy;). I have spoken English with him since he was a baby and I am constantly impressed and proud at how well he articulates in English and the depth of vocabulary he has. His grammar is not too bad either! He does not enjoy writing in any language, but when he puts his mind to it, he can do it!!! So here is his story:).
The Cabin by Tim
Well here it goes,
my name is Lucius and this is the story about The Cabin…….
It all starts
with the sleepover I had with my friends Henry, Christina and Rebecca. It was
just a regular sleepover until Henry suggested that we should sleep in the
attic. So off we went to sleep in the attic. Half way through the night I
needed to go to the bathroom, when I was done and on my way back to the attic where
we were sleeping, I noticed a there was a huge wardrobe in a separate room. I’d never seen it before, I just thought it’s just a wardrobe and
went to bed again. I thought about the wardrobe all night and wondered why
nobody had told me about it. First thing in the morning when I woke up the
girls and Henry, I told them about the wardrobe and we decided that we were
going to search the wardrobe after breakfast.
We went
downstairs and ate breakfast of egg and bacon. Once we were finished, we went
upstairs to see what was in the mysterious wardrobe. We opened the wardrobe
door carefully and heard them creek. We all stepped in silently looking at each
other. We walked further in until we realised that they was no back wall. As we
walked further in we could hear the twitter of birds. There we were standing in
the middle of the old untouched woods.
We noticed
straight away a pathway and we all started walking along it. After walking for
about ten minutes, we discovered an old log cabin. It looked untouched as if
there had been nobody there for at least seventy years. We walked into the
cabin not knowing what we would find. Oddly enough there was a fire lit in the
fireplace and all the candles were lit, but there was a cold feeling in the
air. There was nobody around. Leading off from the main living room there was
some stairs down to a cellar, we decided to go down the stairs. Half way down
we heard some light thuds. We ignored them and kept going.
We hauled the
steal cellar door open and saw a twisted old women curled up in the corner
screaming to herself “I am alone, I am not alone, I am alone”! Henry shouted
“get out” and we ran as fast as we could. I slammed the door behind us. Before
we knew it we were back by the wardrobe. We were all out of breathe and Rebecca
and Christina were crying. Once we had gotten our breathe back we went into the
wardrobe and shutting the door tightly behind us.
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