Narative Writing – Mary And The Magical Broom

Once upon a time in a land called far far away, there was a girl named Mary. At that time Mary was reading a book under a colossal oak tree that was based far away from her hometown. The book was about an adventure located in the forest. Mary then began to read these words “Magical Book open up now these words will open and you will unlock” Then from out of nowhere Mary began to sink into the book. From then on Mary vanished into thin air.

After that Mary came falling from above by a Magical portal and began to fall into a bunch of magic leaves. And then her skin started to itch so bad that she started turning purple like a blueberry. She itched and itched until she went tumbling down a hill and then landed in a soft pile of sticks. Once she landed, her skin turned back to her original colour. As she then got up she felt a weird object poking her by the hip.  

As she looked closer at it she noticed that it was a broom. “WOW, this is incredible how cool would it be if I flew this thing” Then she saw the broom had a golden trim on its handle and it looked like it was from ancient histories, like from when she wasn’t born. The broom was also covered in the coding of dust that made you sneeze and want to barf when you see it. It also had a light scent of vanilla added to it.

Mary then blew off all the dust and cleaned the broom with her jacket, and as she did that she saw the broom grow bigger, in shock she dropped the broom and screamed as loud as she could and started sprinting off to find help. “ AAAAAA, Help me Help me” Then Mary felt a sudden urge to turn around. As she turned 90 degrees she saw the broom on the ground that looked like it was dead. After a little bit of thinking, she decided that she wanted to keep the magical broom because it seemed interesting to her. But as she blinked the broom flew into her hands and started shrinking into its natural size. A few minutes later she calmed down and started walking north to find a way home. Then thought to herself if she could fly the broom. So that was what she did. “WOOHOO my name is Mary and I am flying a magical broom,” she said.

As she was flying she spotted a portal, she thought about how she was going to go back home. She didn’t know her way around these magic portal things so she just went through them. Then she thought about how worried her mother would be.“ My mother would be disappointed if she thought I was dead, would she? While she was thinking she didn’t notice that she was walking right through another magical portal that appeared in front of her, and not knowing she walked right through it. 

As she put her head up she saw her house, in disbelief she walked up to the house and touched it as if it was a dream, thinking it would disappear when she touched it. “Please be a way home please” she cried. So without a thought, she touched it again and she was immediately back home. In happiness, she went to the doorstep of her house and decided she would never go too far from her house again. The End


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