We have been learning to add interesting detail to our recount writing.
Boooom! The house shook violently as another
bomb hit in the distance.The sky rise in the air.
’they are getting closer!’ I hear my mum whisper to
my dad.I could hear the fear in her voice and I felt a
stab of worry hit me .my Dad sits at the table silently
looking like he has the the weight of the world on his
shoulders.After what seems like like ages he looks up
at us and in a few words my world had changed .We
need to leave… now!
