My Story part 1.

“What did I do?” She whispered slowly to herself, “Stupid, stupid, stupid!” She said angrily. She moved her hand cautiously around the wall, looking for the light switch. She found it and turned it to ‘on.’ She squinted as her eyes adjusted to the light slowly.
“Shit! Not again,” she sighed, “I could never cook.” She took the blackened ’lasagne’ out of the oven and smoke filled the room, she tried to get rid of the smoke by waving her hands around, it didn’t work. She took out the tray with the lasagne and put it in the sink, pouring icy cold water on top of it, she had forgotten that she was supposed to be cooking for her parents who were coming over tonight. They’d come over every few weeks or so to see how she was doing living by herself, and point out everything that was wrong with her new life.
She turned around quickly, to see if anyone saw her burn tonight’s crisped feast, knowing no one was there.

SYNOPSIS

Camille Marsh is a girl from Melbourne, 19 years old. She is lonely, and trying to break out of that. She finds herself frustrated & confused. She does something horrible and wants to get away as far & fast as she can. Being by herself she gets paranoid and loses trust for everyone
Id write something betteror more but I’m not allowed to write the story first.

Amsterdam – From A Sea Captains Point Of View.

The captain was just past halfway on his journey to Amsterdam. He looked at the almost calm water and sighed. He loved the ocean, lived for it. He was finally where he wanted to be, in the middle of the ocean, not a worry in his mind. He put his hand on the side of the boat and patted it lovingly, as if to say ‘thank-you.’ He sighed again and sat down on an empty wooden crate. As he sighed he noticed that he could see the fog of his own breath, he found that amusing and breathed out repeditively watching the swirl of his breath. He chuckled and stopped.

The captain turned around to see if anyone had seen him, and he was mildly relieved when he saw no one had. Looking down at his hands he took off a gold ring from his left finger, his ring finger. He looked at it thoughtfully, he missed his late wife, sometimes he longed for the day they’d be together again. He lost her at sea, there was a reef and it knocked the boat almost over. She fell and the back of her head on a sharp rock. He put the ring in his pocket quickly and looked up at the sky.

He turned around and took a few steps, it was very cold and they still had a bit of a way to go. He suddenly realised how lonely he was, he needed his wife, he had his crew but they would never be able to understand. He went inside of the boat and sat down with a mug of rum.
All he had was the sea.

CHINA

I think so too.

Spelling test

We just did a spelling test for english, we corrected them with smileys.

1- famished :]
2- feline :]
3- fiction :]
4- awesome :]
5- furniture :]
6- fabric :]
7- favourite :]
8- driving :]
9- lethal :]
10- fascist :]