Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Published Writing


The Great Kitten Rescue

I bolted into the smouldering house with only the light of my flashlight. I walked cautiously up the broken, smoky stairs. Once I had gotten into the smoky bedroom. I flashed my torch around scanning the room. Suddenly I saw a small tabby kitten lying motionless on the hard ground. I carefully picked up the tabby kitten and dashed back outside. I grabbed the first aid kit and put the gas mask on him. I also sprinkled some water. Suddenly he came to life. I picked him up and gently rubbed him. Every one applauded. I felt like a hero. 
The End
By Rhiannon

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