Merhaba!(hello) Our learning intention this week was to deepen our understanding of descriptive language by creating feelings for our reader, such as empathy. we also looked into the effects of short sentences. this is the writing that I made with Sofiya Hay. I hope you like it!
I walked slowly to the door. I hesitated. My hands were shaking and tears were filling up in my eyes. I swallowed the huge lump in my throat. I could feel my cheeks turning red. I slowly turned the doorknob. A rush of hospital smell hit me in the face like a dodgeball hitting my chest. A doctor passed me and they said ‘’You look a bit pale ma'am, are you alright?,’’
I burst into tears and I looked down. “It’s alright, ma'am. Your name?.’’ I told her my name and she walked over to her desk and started typing on her computer. Then she stood up and said, “Right this way, please.” I hesitantly followed the doctor. I felt my body tense up as I thought about seeing my sick dog dying. I enter the room, my heart drops into my shoes. I ran over to my dog. I felt like a ghost staring at my own dead body. “I’ll give you a minute’’ The Doctor said as she exited the room.
The dog whimpered weakly. I stared into the dog's eyes. Memories came flooding into my brain. I remembered how we played fetch, played in the park,took walks in the forest.I just wish we could play
I could see the pain in his eyes, I wish he wasn’t sick-
The dog looked at me with sad eyes. I remembered how I always used to yell at Marley. He just wanted to play, but I always used to kick him out, and yell; “GO AWAY! CAN’T YOU SEE I’M BUSY!?’’
I started to cry again, I was sure that the whole hospital could hear me. I regretted life choices, really badly.
The dog lifted it’s paw and put it on my shoulder. Then..
The dog's body grew cold. I tried not to cry but it was too hard. Then I started to scream and the Doctor entered the room.
‘’YOU ALREADY INJECTED HIM WITHOUT TELLING ME!?”
The Doctor walked away. And I was left alone.
