Yesterday we had to write a descriptive piece of writing to do with a jungle scene or a photo of the jungle. We wrote two paragraphs and they had to involve at least 1 of each thing: a personification, a noun, alliteration, a simile, metaphor, powerful adjectives and verbs/adverbs. Today I will be sharing my story about a jungle scene, it is about a creature/me telling a story about a fog covering my forest... Here it is.
A thick ominous fog had surrounded the forest, spreading like wildfire the animals of the forest had scattered and hide in fear hoping something or someone would figure out what was going on. I’d hear stories about this kind of thing “once every 12 years a fog would surround a forest taking its animals and all living things within the forest” well at least that's what I heard. Others would say it's just a freezing cold storm coming or a day were the sun would shine brighter than it ever has, I didn't believe anything creatures would say since they had a habitat of lying…. A frog as green as the grass jumped towards the fog trying to get out but couldn't, he tried again and again and again but couldn't get out, it was like an invisible barrier stopping creatures from getting out.
A few minutes had past and the fog wouldn't leave it was here to stay. Someone had reached out to me offering a helping hand. This animal, this creature I had never seen opened his hands out to me and helped find out what was going on. We went around asking people how this had got here, they had no idea. If they didn't know what was going on how would we. My supposedly called friend had told me this had happened to his forest but I had so many questions like: how did he escape, where did the fog come from, all these rushing through my mind but i couldn't ask a single one, its like my mind was clouded and full of mysterious, did it have to do with the fog i guess I wouldn't know.“Its black magic”...
