Tuesday, 2 June 2015

Published Writing

                                     The Kitten Rescue 
I stepped outside of the firetruck and gazed at the burnt house. I grabbed the hose and put on my protective  gear and started walking. It was pitch black the only light came from my flashlight. I bravely entered a bedroom and looked around. My eyes spotted a little grey kitten on the ground not moving. I slowly approached the little guy and cautiously picked him up and carried him out of the house. One of my mates passed a bottle of cold water. Suddenly I saw it's paw move. I poured the freezing cold water on him and His head moved. He  jump around me and People started to clap and cheer. I felt happy that I saved a life.
By Lucy D

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