Hannahs blog

This is the first chapter of a story I am writing for a blog post (along with other posts).

Chapter one

On a sunny morning in lollieland a little boy called Bob went out to fish for trout. While he was fishing a storm struck and destroyed the earth. Bob took shelter under a large red rock near the stream/river. Lying down he saw a little duckling waddling over the shaking earth. Risking his life he ran out and carried the little duckling back to the rock. It took an hour for the storm to cease and when it did the ground was unrecognisable. There was no longer a stream but a lake that was ankle deep. A large purple boulder sat were the duckling was an hour ago. But Bob didn’t need to look at the scenery. He ran all the way back to the farm and into the garage. Bob found some old rags and a box scattered on the floor and took them up to his ,now, pigsty bedroom. After placing the duck in the box he ran downstairs to find his grandma dying her hair green. His mum was tidying the lounge and his dad making pancakes with bacon and sushi. Bob started helping his mum tidy the lounge by dusting the pink and purple polka-dot carpet. While he was doing that he told his mum of his duck.

 A week or so later Bob was again fishing with his duck. He had not caught anything yet and was starting to complain to the duck (Rex) about this. In one quick movement Rex suddenly spread his wings and nibbles began vibrating up the rod. Bob jerked the rod over and over again and the fish finally had been caught on the hook. Bob pulled and pulled and a large blue fish the length of the height of a chair broke the waters surface.

Experiences like these continued throughout the next month whenever rex spread his wings. After the 10th time this happened Bob decided that Rex was magic.

Chapter two ?????????????????