The tiger growled with a fierce look on his face. He was still hungry! He was stomping through the mud in the forest. He was looking for something. He did not glimpse a thing.
The tiger ran back to his lovely warm hut of sticks and fell asleep. The tiger woke up in the middle of midnight hearing something running through the forest, but it was just a dream.
By Emma H-F
4 comments:
That is a brilliant piece of writing Emma. Well done!
Mr Grant
Emma, you have used fantastic descriptive language in your tiger story. Great to see a variety of sentence starters. Tumeke!
I love the story. Very well written and imaginative. Well done Emma.
Granpa Fallon (Scotland, U.K.)
Emma,
Great story, you certainly fired our imaginations.
Keep up the good work.
Love and XXXXX,s
Nana and Papa
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