Story Starters

This term our class has been reading different novels. For writing we all rewrote the beginnings to the story in our own words. Here are some examples:

Hannah Turn

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For two silent minutes the fragile object on the bed lay still in her mother’s arms, in the old work house.

While being cradled in her mother’s arms she took a sigh of relief until her mother kissed her little head and fell back on the puffy blue pillow.

Hannah Turn was an orphan.

By Danielle

Oliver Twist

He lay cradled up in the cold cardboard box below him.  Only a new born baby abandoned and left outside, the poorest, penniless place in town the workhouse. As the rain poured down the baby cried, longing for his mother.

Footsteps approached him gracefully. He soothed his crying because her gentle heart beat overpowered the sound of the cars along the busy street and the heavy down pour of rain. He adopted the kind old woman as his mother. She picked him up and cradled him in her arms, bringing him inside out of the rain. “I will name you Oliver, Oliver Twist.”

By Kelly

Olivia Wist

In a freezing, brick workhouse a poor frail object laid stiffly in her weak mothers arms. There was no sound or movement coming from the two, just an eerie silence.

As she took her first breath, there was a sigh of relief from the worried old woman. This was the baby’s first milestone but there was a long, depressed thought that it would be the last for both the baby and her exhausted mother. 

By Ciara

Oliver Twist

I am walking, slowly towards the workhouse, my feet dragging across the gravel. I collapse outside an archway, my shoes too worn to carry me, my strength all gone. I cannot even speak my name. An old woman found me. She took my baby and led me to a low narrow bed. I fell into a painful sleep. I thought I would die. I am now awake, the pain ebbing out of me.

“What is the baby’s name?” the old woman asked. She leaned in closer. I suddenly know why. I am dying.

“Olivia Twist,” I Rasped. I fall back onto my pillow and my soul leaves me forever.

By Mercina

                 SHADRACH

They stopped in the middle of the hill. Rachel said to the new girl,“Do you want to see something really scary? If you’re my brother’s age you will be scared?” It’s not too far from here said Rachel

 The new girl had tangled brown hair and ripped muddy pants and a top that she had been wearing for the last two months. She was unclean and came from the country side. After a while Rachel and the new girl found the place they were looking for.

Rachel told the new girl to touch Shadrach but the new girl was scared. Rachel started to pat the horse the new girl thought it looked awesome so the new girl started patting the horse.

By: Shanaia

The Nelson Horse.

They stopped half way up the hill and Hannah said to the new girl, “Do you want to see something really scary?” “NO!” said the new girl in a frighten voice. “No, No!” said Hannah trying to say over top of the new girl, “well it’s not sort of scary, unless if you’re like my young brothers Mikey and Sky. It's not scary for anyone our age.”

By Karreen