Narrative - THE DOOR
Written by Jewel, Tane, Thomas and Natasha
Sam closed the door and found himself surrounded by old folks. He could smell the fresh baked cookies being pulled out of the oven. He could imagine the old people longing for the cookies.
He suddenly remembered why he was at the rest home. He was dropping off a scarf for his grandma. When he finally found his grandma her looked at her in utter joy. He found the scarf in his bag and gave it lovingly to her, however he did not notice that she had put it back into his bag for him to use. In return she gave him a delicious chocolate chip cookie. He bit into the yummy cookie and took in the sweet aroma of it. He thanked his grandma and walked outside. The mountains looked like someone had sprinkled icing sugar on them during the night.
When he returned home he realised that the scarf was still in his bag. In a confused state he went back to the rest home to speak tho his grandma. He couldn't hear or see any of the old folk, he only heard the growling of a dog. He suddenly realised that it was Tuesday, bingo night! He set off to the bingo centre. Arriving there he found the revolving door spinning but no one there. He walked towards the counter, he shivered as the floor boards creaked behind him. Much to his surprise he heard growling from the counter. He noticed that it was the same dog he heard before. It was a vicious looking mongrel. It chased him all the way back to the rest home where he opened the door and closed it with a bang, panting.
He now was even more confused because all the old people were there. He walked up to his grandma and handed her the scarf.
He opened the door and closed it behind him...GRRRRRRR!!
