The Penguin
Every night at my house I hear a growling and chirping. I know the chirping isn't birds because they go to sleep at night. And I know it's not my dog because he's on my bed. I wonder what happens outside my window every single night. Maybe it's a lost baby bird all Scared And lost trying to find it's way home in the morning when I woke up I went outside to see what was happening last night I found a little penguin sculpture. The small sculpture thing is the size of my hand. The next night I heard chirping from underneath my desk. I went over to see what it was and it was that little hand-sized penguin.I wondered if this bird came to life like on Night at the Museum. It was because once I fell asleep and woke up the next morning the bird turned into a stone statue. But last night It stayed as a statue
Hi Sean
ReplyDeleteAnother awesome and descriptive 100 Word Challenge! And great job remembering to format your story correcting. I like the descriptions you use, showing us the size of the bird by comparing it to the size of your hand!
Do you enjoy the 100 Word Challenges?
- Miss Birtch
Hi Ms Birtch,
ReplyDeleteI've read your comment thank you for giving a comment,
I do engoy 100 word challenges
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-Sean