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Thursday 26 March 2020

A Nice Dragon

Weak moldy bricks fall at a high speed from a rotten wall, connected to a massive castle
guarded by deadly mouth breathing dragons. The gross bricks smashed into the lush grass
creating a huge thud followed by a deep unwanted creator. Price Yonder always had begged
his rich Dad, King Harald for a baby dragon to raise for himself, and so his deadly and
probably last wish had been granted by his generous Dad. Prince Yonder bottle fed the
small dragon ever since. “I’m gonna name her Zelda” Prince Yonder told King Harald. 


Every day passed by and a small dragon turned into a ginormous healthy dragon. Prince
Yonder and Zelda were bested of friends. Everytime Prince Yonder would wake up, Zelda's
warm stinky breath invaded his unprotected nostrils. He would wake up with stinken
delight. Prince Yonder stroked his pal hand across Zelda’s rough skin. “You're a beautiful
dragon, girl” Prince Yonder tells Zelda. 

One time a dinner came to the table, but it wasn’t cooked for an odd reason. “Sir Johnson,
why are our steak-and-huge meatballs not being cooked by the chiefs, the family and I are
starving!” King Harald demands. “Sir, it’s a misunderstanding, the chiefs didn’t cook it for
a reason...” “What is the reason” King Harrald buts in. “...Your son decided to show you his
monstrosity” Sir Johnson tries to get out of the conversation, thinking that he might get
into big trouble. “ Prince Yonder snatched a huge pitchfork off the dirty ground. He then
forcefully stabbed it into one of the cold meatballs. “Son what do you think you are 
doing?” King Harald asked Prince Yonder. Prince yonder completely ignored him and went
to the tippy top of the castle. “Zelda, Zelda! Where are you? I need you to do something.
” Prince Yonder looks for Zelda. Zelda peeks from behind a huge tower.
“Oh! There you are.” Prince Yonder tells himself. “Fire!” Prince Yonder yells.
“Son! What are you doing?!” King Harald shouts from behind Prince Yonder. “Oh! You
scared me Dad. Don’t do that!” Prince Yonder tells King Harald. Zelda widened her big
mouth and started to breath hot flaming fire. King Harald jumped back in fear.
Surprisingly she was cooking the huge meatball Prince Yonder was holding. “Now we
have dinner!” Prince Yonder Shouts. 

1 comment:

  1. Wow Jin! What an amazing piece of writing you have written! You have used such descriptive language and have really thought about how you can develop each of your character's personalities. Looking forward to seeing what you create today!

    Miss West

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