The olympic torch
OH MY GOSH!!! I am chosen to be one of the people to carry the Olympic torch.
I wake up the next morning and I jump out of bed. I knew this was the day I had to show the most Respect I have ever had to. So I set out to go and wait at the bridge for the next person to arrive. I am one of the only people that gets to hold and carry this special torch. I am waiting for the next person to give me the torch. In the distance I can see the police cars coming and the torch is held high. I can see him running with all his might. I am feeling on top of the world when the guy hands me the torch.
Everyone is screaming my name when I walk right across the bridge. I hold the torch high but I am still guarding it with my life. When I go over the bridge fireworks are bursting out like rockets.I am running on the bridge and I see the next person , I run as fast as I can to her and I give her the torch.
When I get Home I see myself on T.V. Wow I am on T.V. This will be history.
Excellent story Brody,
ReplyDeleteIt's fantastic how you describe your
feelings as you run down the bridge.
Yes it is a moment of history.
Awesome Brody!
ReplyDeleteI like the start, it goes straight into the action. Well done!
Wow Brody.
ReplyDeleteThat is such a amazing story.
Did the plan help you with your writing?
Wow Brody.
ReplyDeleteI love your Olympic Torch story, it is very cool.
What is your favourite part in your story?