Grade 6 Writative Writers!

All Things Writing: Sentences, Stories, Poems…

100 wc week 33

May26

The tall eroding spire seemed to crumble under the force of the wind, as I neared I heard a faint scurrying of rats. On the starboard side of the spire sat an old oak wood door. I yanked on the handle, it didn’t budge. I then resorted to kicking it in, BOOM the door fell off the frame and I stepped inside. Inside there was a spiral staircase, with several steps missing. As I neared the top I saw a faint splash of light in a tower filled with darkness. At the top was a magnificent view of the ocean.

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