Buster the boxer

W.A.L.T term 3 writing buster the boxer For two days we have been writing about Buster the dog, this is my story. I hope you like it do not hesitate  to comment.

I was watching my sister Bailey jump on her extremely bouncy broken bed. It was the night before Christmas and it was bone-chilling  outside. If we went outside we would get lost in the bushes. My mum called me out to the lounge and we had dinner but we didn’t  know were my dad was but then I saw him snug as a bug in a rug in the terrifying darkness outside.

Dad came in to eat dinner because he had finished the smooth bouncy trampoline. I had already finished my dinner before dad came in to eat dinner. I was at the window watching the new shining metal bars reflecting. 2 minutes later there were animals jumping on the smooth new shining trampoline and I thought that those animals were talking about they were looking at me.

“Look at that small dog” the mouse said.

I just started to cry because they were bullying me then it was time for me to go to bed and I had to sleep on my sister bed with her so she didn’t have bad dreams and that morning I had forgotten it was fabulous christmas day.

That morning I got up to have awesome breakfast and it wasn't boring old meat it was yummy pancakes in my bowl of food. Santa must have made us some pancakes man they were yummy and then I saw that it was snowing outside and it was the snow was like little cotton puff balls my sister was still in bed I had a idea I thought that I could go and play on the trampoline I ran outside and jump through the little hole and started to jump my sister Bailey woke up and came outside and looked at me it was like she was surprised that dogs can jump.