Wham! the door slammed Behind me as I fall into the house. the whooshing of the wind can be heard through the walls. clink! clink! clink! the hail hits the window making my head spin if only i wasn't home alone. crash “hello?
is anyone there?” I call into the darkness. when all of a sudden, mum’s spotted cat comes tearing across the kitchen floor into my arms per per im glad someone is home to greet me.
a dictagloss is when a teacher or adalt reads a little story to you and you write it down to test your skills. term 2 week two on monday is when we done this.
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