My Narrative.😁

Last Tuesday we wrote a narrative. But we planned it on Monday and wrote it on Tuesday during writing. Making plan about it but that didn't take that long. We had to choose from one of them was ¨Mr Wolf,¨ and the other was was cooled ¨Look into his eyes.¨ I chose the one ¨Look into my eyes.¨ Both of them had photos. Here is the one for Mr Wolf.

And here is the one for ¨look into his eyes.¨

We had a story starter. This is the one of the story that I chose.

Just as the sun was sinking down beyond the horizon, a young boy walked along a narrow, dusty track.
The fierce heat of the day had receded, and a refreshingly cool breeze rippled the edges of the boy’s t-shirt as he stood there, staring.
In his dark, brown eyes you could make out the reflection of the figure walking towards him. Looking into those beautiful, forlorn eyes, your mind could almost begin to tell a story, for a person’s eyes are a way into their soul…
This is my story. Spoiler alert. I left it on a cliffhanger.

Just as the sun was sinking down beyond the horizon, a young boy walked along a narrow, dusty track.

The fierce heat of the day had receded, and a refreshingly cool breeze rippled the edges of the boy’s t-shirt as he stood there, staring.

In his dark, brown eyes you could make out the reflection of the figure walking towards him. Looking into those beautiful, forlorn eyes, your mind could almost begin to tell a story, for a person’s eyes are a way into their soul. As he looked deeper into his eyes, he could see the rest of his surroundings slowly turn into dust and vanish from all existence. Then he could feel himself. Starting to fade away and turn into dust. Then, all of a sudden a lighting bolt struck him and everything went white. 

When he could see again he was looking into an army of eyes As big as dinner plates. They started to walk closer to him and he started to walk back. Then he tripped on something and fell. When he looked to see what he tripped on he saw that it was a root, But not any root, it was ping and it was slowly moving up and down like a human stomach when they breath. But as he looked closer he could see something inside running down it, it looked like blood. He followed the root with his eyes to look were the unusual tree was. But what he saw was not a tree at all. Instead, it was a huge brain. He was startled, then he thought, am I inside that person’s head? No, that is imposibil, but then why do I see a brain, and an army of huge eyes. I must be inside someone's head.

After he finished seeing the brain, he remembered that there was an army of eyes closing on him. He looked u and the eyes were about 1 meter away. “Well, this is it,'' he thought, “this is how I am going to die, but huge eyes” then he heard a loud voice he looked up at the brain and saw that it was glowing, then he saw it turn around and saw one ginormous eye and one insanely huge mouth. It said, “stand down” and the eyes stopped moving and started to back away.  “Why and how am I here?” it replied “you are here because you looked into my eyes. And when someone or something looks into my eyes he or she is put into a trance and suckted into my head. But you have a chance to get out, all your need to do is fight the monster behind the door. If you win your are free, you can get out, if not… then your die.”