This week for writing we had to make a narrative story I did my on a missing child from a royal family by the way its not real.
The missing child from a royal family
So there I was hiding in my bedroom, scared to come out. The police were banging at the door. Apparently there was a person who stole a child from a royal family and they have been looking for the child for years. The police have been looking in people's houses. That's why they were banging on the door but I was too scared to open it. After hiding for hours my mum came home. “Honey where are you? ” My mum said, I came out of my closet running like I was scared for my life. I hugged her as tight as I could. “ There were police at the door” I said, hugging very tightly. “Police!” My mum shouted as she turned on the television and looked at the news. They said that they were trying to find the royal family’s child.
They said that their daughter was turning ten in 3 weeks and were desperate to find her. I was shocked because my birthday was in 3 weeks. They showed a picture of what she looked like when she was a baby and that picture looked exactly like me. I ran to my bedroom to do research about the missing girl and found out what she might look like and it turns out that she looked like me. That night I was lying in bed and thinking of that girl. That next morning it was a Sunday and my mum had work so I went to my friend's house and told her about what might have happened to me. We did some more research and found out that I could be the missing child because the child went missing on my birthday and my mum could have stolen me. After my mum picked me up from my friends house I asked her if I was adopted she said no but I was curious.
That night I was looking for my computer charger and when I looked in my mum's fancy white closet I found a brown old chest with a rusty key sitting next to it. I shut my mum’s closet and ran straight to my room and opened it in my bed. What I found shocked me. It was a letter saying that my mum owed this person 1 million dollars for buying me. I was shocked.
I kept on reading and it said that the guy stole me from the royal family and sold me to my mum but she didn’t pay. I hid the chest in my closet and went straight to bed. The next morning I got dropped off at school and told my friend what happened. We both had an idea to go and get the chest and bring it to the police station while my mum was at work on the weekend. That weekend we snuck into my house and got the chest and ran to the police station. At the Police station we got the chest and gave it to them. “Wow I can’t believe you guys figured the case out” the police officer said. That night the police showed up at my house and arrested my mum and took her to jail. The police officer took me to the castle and now I am back to my real parents who are also the royal family.
I enjoyed writing a narrative
Do you like writing narratives?