I looked at my watch. “It’s time! It’s time” I exclaimed.
I ran to my room and grabbed it. It looked amazing with its dazzling light its inexplicable colour. I couldn’t believe it. I had made my own robot. Even if it was tiny I still loved it.
As I went into the kitchen to wash my hands I left my robot outside. When I was done I went to get my robot but it was dangling above me on the gutter. I rushed for a ladder but when I went out it wasn’t there. I looked everywhere and then I found it sliding down the drainpipe
I couldn’t believe it, it came down the drainpipe.
Hi Tadhg,
I really enjoyed reading your contribution this week. I loved the way you described your robot with the adjectives “dazzling” and “inexplicable.” I found your story very creative and I liked the way you thought of something that you’d never expect to come down a drainpipe!
Well done 🙂
I really enjoyed your story this week Tadhg – well done!
I think that perhaps like in the poem “Robot Kid” your robot might need to be “unplugged from the power grid.”
Hi ? Tadhg,
I like the way it taught you a lesson that you shouldn’t mess with robots and I hope you write more stories. Please comment on mu story at https://mrrussell.100wc.net/WK19:-The-Police-Trap/
From Fortune in Mr.Russell’s class