A long, long journey

Along the stony path Oliver went wearily. He had never walked so far in his whole life! It was getting dark and Oliver had nowhere to go until he saw a horse and cart stop by the side of the road to rest its horses for the night. He used most of his strengh to heave himself over to the cart to shelter underneath it. It wasn't the most comftorble place to be but it would have to do.

"Ahhh" the tired boy said wearily "I didn't think it would take this long." he stretched his arms as far as he could get them and dozed off. The night was cold and Oliver kept on waking up but eventually he got back to sleep each time.

"HEY, YOU!" Oliver was woken by a bearded man shaking him. "GET OUT FROM UNDER THERE!" Oliver could hardly speak because he was so tired. But he got up, rubbing his eyes and carried on walking along the dusty gravel road. The singing of the birds made Oliver a bit more lively and that made him remember, he needed food. He put his hand into his ripped pocket and pulled out a small sandwich and wolfed it down. He was about to gobble another one but stopped himself. The worn out boy had a long walk ahead of him.


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Comment 1 Comment by Mr Jones on 07 Dec 12 at 5:38pm | Quote this comment
Hal, fantastic to see you choosing to write on the blog - and what an entry! You are using our layered targets and some very powerful vocabulary. I like the sentence "Oliver was woken by a bearded man shaking him."

I wonder if you could improve the connective "but" for an even better one?

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