It's ok to make mistakes ( Poem )

WALT: Write creatively on the topic from personal experiences.

It's ok to make mistakes

I smashed my cousins tablet against the wall

He was so angry

He is the oldest of all

I ask for forgiveness

That didn’t happen

But in my mind I felt a little stubborn

After a while I tried again

And still no reply from him

I ask to be his slave

And finally yes from the older one

But I forgot he will be a pain in the bottom

Anyways I did what he said

And this will teach me not to do it again

I learn from my mistakes throughout my life

I almost stabbed my foot with a knife

So from now on wards I will always be his slave

So I promised him that I will not do it again.

Thank you for reading

The Matariki Tercet Poem

Evil twin

             

WALT to use our creative skills to write and interesting narrative

Success Criteria

I must use Figurative language

I must use an interesting story starter

I must use adjectives to describe the character and the setting

I must have strong verbs

I must use expensive Vocabulary in my writing

I must use punctuation at the right time

I must use show not tell

As the hungry owl stalks its next prey, Billy and his twin Bob were walking through the woods during midnight making plans for the next day. Billy said “It will be a typical day as always” Billy sighed, however evil mischievous  twin brother Bob was making plans of his own to ruin the woods. “NOOO!” cried  Joshua “You aren't doing anything bad tomorrow, and if you do you won’t like what's coming” he said with his enraged voice..

As the sun shines through the slightly opened curtain Billy realises that Bob is no longer sound asleep in his bed. Rubbing his eyes he realises flame figures coming in from the window and suddenly realises the plan his evil brother was making all along.. As he scans the whole house he sees his brother outside and zooms out the door with panic. The only realization is that his brother is really trying to put the fire out.

Moments later they see bright red and orange lights rushing to the exact same location that they are at. They sprint to the fire truck and tell them everything they know. Which wasn’t much as they were both supposedly inside. As the two twins reminis everything that just happened they go back inside with an empty mind.

As time pasts the fire is soon nowhere to be seen, but the damage is completely visible. As I sit there wondering… Why did he help? I thought he was evil? Is that even my brother. After hours of sitting at the curb of my bed, I build up enough courage to confront my brother.

As I walk down the creepy hallway I find myself in front of my brothers bedroom door. I open slightly but see no figures inside. I peer around the corner and see him. Hes softly brushing his hair with the same prickly black brush I bought him last year. “Soooo…. That fire was um, big. Why did you help by the way?”. I said it as quick as I could his face filled up with expression. As I crossed my eyes enraged I slowly walk away. I faintly hear his gentle voice say “Because I’m a nice person”. These words deafen me. My twin brother has never been good. My head fills up with anxiousness but I should accept his choice. I mean he's changing for the great or good. Right?

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