The bike

This week we have been learning how to create a descriptive narrative writing piece.
I have enjoyed this because I get new ideas from images to create a narrative 
The bike

A young boy named Bob was flooded with a boredom emotion. He stumbled upon a rusty old bike, coated with dust.He swept the dust off and thought he could take a spin in it. He washed and polished  it.This bike wasn’t just any bike…

He clambered onto the old bike.SUDDENLY, wooooooooooooosh!!!!!!! The bike raced into the woods. It wasn’t being pulled.bob wasn’t pedalling.It was as if the forest was a magnet.Bob realised something:The bike was enchanted.

As night approached bob started to get worried.He knew he should make the most of the light...That's it!,thought bob.He was going to use the light to guide him back.

The light remaining was crucial.Bob precisely, but gently tapped the bike’s ringing thing.It made an echoing ring.The ground shook dramatically.Bob knew what to do He clambered upon his rusty old bike,He started to pedal,into the light.Once he reached the light,There was nothing.Just a blank white space.It was like all; objects and time had been depleted.He faced back at the remaining woods.Suddenly it was shrinking.Bob knew what was happening:If he didn’t ring the bell again he would be trapped there forever.He tapped the horn again.FLASH! ZAP!! Everything that  happened was set back to normal.Bob knew that he shouldn't ride the enchanted bike.But he doesn’t know that it is not still enchanted.The woods now leads to a cheerful meadow of butterflies and flowers.