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A fortunate escape composition for primary school

Here is a model composition suitable for Primary 5 - A fortunate escape composition for primary school" Below you will find an essay (DRAFT 2) written by one of our students. Our students go through multiple drafts. What you will find in this blogpost is the improved final draft of the composition. Model composition: A fortunate escape (example)



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Model composition: A fortunate escape

Student: Nicole Zhu, P6 (Improved version)

Picture used: Dog






A fortunate escape composition for primary school


A fortunate escape composition for primary school

Student: Nicole

Picture used: Dog


A fortunate escape composition for primary school

The street lights flickered ominously. Cold mist hung around me. It was as if I had entered a scene from a horror movie. Pulling my bag close towards me, I silently regretted taking the short cut back home. The alley was empty, dark and frightening. Not a single soul dwelled there. The only sounds were the pounding of my footsteps against the pavement. Little did I know, something terrible was going to happen.


Out of the corner of my eye, I espied a shadow behind me. A chill ran down my spine. What was that? From my peripheral vision, I noticed a pair of red eyes, gleaming at me. My heart stopped. A set of razor sharp teeth gleamed under the street-light. A low growl followed; it was then I knew I landed myself in hot soup. Without hesitation, I started darting towards the end of the valley as the dog followed behind me.


The ferocious growl got more menacing. Before I knew it, the dog pounced on me. We rolled onto the ground. While it snapped its angry mouth at me. Finally, I had an idea. I remembered I had some sausages in my bag. Struggling with the dog. I slowly reached into the back pocket of the bag and fished the food out and then threw it far away from me. The dog raced towards the food, munching hungrily as I took my chance for my escape and raced home.


When I arrived home, I informed my mother what had happened. She chastised me severely for not regarding my safety and that I had escaped the skin of my teeth. Once bitten, twice shy. I had a fortunate escape and learnt a valuable lesson. Better to be safe than sorry.



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