Interactive Writing

The day I grew and grew……


Late one stormy night, there was a crack of lightening and everything was not good in the world. Then chaos engulfed my life. Life as I knew it was over.

Bang!!!, a strike of lightening struck my room and I got a terrifying shock. I had been playing in my room with my electronic game boy. I had just got to level 43 of King Kong, when the screen went dead. The controller was jolted from my hands and I felt a burning coming from my hands, reaching up my arms towards my brain.

After the burning stopped everything went black like the dark sky outside, and I collapsed to the ground. I woke up, clutching my spinning head. Everything felt weird and new. I staggered to my mum, she saw what had become of me. She fainted.

Hair, hair, everywhere. Dark, thick, rough hair, like a gorilla. As I made my way to the bathroom, I noticed that my arms seemed to be dragging and I had a desire to swing from mums hallway chandeliers. When I made it to the bathroom, I grabbed the mirror with my ape like hands. A hairy, wrinkly, face, stared back at me.

A strangeness came over me. My legs started to extend. I could no longer see my body in the mirror, the room started to get smaller. My head hit the ceiling of the bathroom.

I suddenly had an urge for bananas. I knew just where to get them. Mrs Jones next door had a huge banana tree. With all my new strength I tore down the house to release me. I looked at Mrs Jones house; a huge King Kong game was blocking my path. I knew the only way to get to those bananas was to play the game.

The game was the hardest that I had every played. When I reached level 43, giant bananas appeared on the screen. I reached in to grab them, but my hand had disappeared into the screen.

With a slurping sound my whole hairy body was being sucked into the game. That was the day I grew and grew.

By half the year 3/4 class


The day I grew and grew……


Late one stormy night, there was a crack of lightening and everything was not good in the world. Then chaos engulfed my life. Life as I knew it was over.

Bang!!!, a strike of lightening struck my room and I got a terrifying shock. I had been playing in my room with my electronic game boy. I had just got to level 43 of King Kong, when the screen went dead. The controller was jolted from my hands and I felt a burning coming from my hands, reaching up my arms towards my brain.

After the burning stopped everything went black like the dark sky outside, and I collapsed to the ground. I woke up, clutching my spinning head. Everything felt weird and new. I staggered to my mum, she saw what had become of me. She fainted.

Hair, hair, everywhere. Dark, thick, rough hair, like a gorilla. As I made my way to the bathroom, I noticed that my arms seemed to be dragging and I had a desire to swing from mums hallway chandeliers. When I made it to the bathroom, I grabbed the mirror with my ape like hands. A hairy, wrinkly, face, stared back at me.

A strangeness came over me. My legs started to extend. I could no longer see my body in the mirror, the room started to get smaller. My head hit the ceiling of the bathroom.

I suddenly had an urge for bananas. I knew just where to get them. Mrs Jones next door had a huge banana tree. With all my new strength I tore down the house to release me. I looked at Mrs Jones house; a huge King Kong game was blocking my path. I knew the only way to get to those bananas was to play the game.

The game was the hardest that I had every played. When I reached level 43, giant bananas appeared on the screen. I reached in to grab them, but my hand had disappeared into the screen.

With a slurping sound my whole hairy body was being sucked into the game. That was the day I grew and grew.

By the other half of the 3/4 class