THE BEST PEICE OF YEAR 5 WRITING!!!! you will ever see.

Hey bloggers, Its me again This week if you havent all ready seen on the class blog, what we have been doing for witing. I did that today on Hana's work and I thought it was amazing. So I am going to post it.

She had found it lying alone, deserted, abandoned in the attic.
After making the discovery, Anna had gazed and marvelled
at it for some time. Where had it come from? Why had no dust
settled upon it, as it had done over everything else that
resided in her attic? A layer of the thick dust blanketed
the attic floor, and as the sunlight glared through the attic
windows, the dust particles yet to settle were illuminated
as they danced in the stuffy air. Yet, the mirror looked
flawless, untouched by age, not a finger print in sight.

Anna propped the mirror up against one of the thick,
timber beams that jutted from the attic floor. Settling
down into a comfortable position, she tentatively
placed a finger against the glass. Ripples started
to appear from the mirror. The sleek, slick moves
of the ripples tenderly touched her finger. She
cautiously pulled her finger back towards her. She
felt like she was having a dream. Then, she repeated.
Again, and again, and again .It was as if it were water
on the other side. Or perhaps another world awaited
her. Suddenly, Anna Picked up her braveness, and
lightly stepped into the magical world. Although, she
Tried to step into the magical world. She searched
for a solid place to rest her foot on. Anna carefully
placed her fingertips of the brown shiney frame of
the mirror. But then, the mirror started to slide, inch
by inch onto the dark wood, covered in dust just like
everything else in this gloomy, dark, mysterious attic,
it make a sudden movement, it knocked her inside the
mirror. She closed her eyes.

Sudden darkness appeared. Eventually, little lights started
to appear. They looked like shimmery glow worms.
They were pink, purple, and blue. She looked down.
There was a faint light down the bottom. Although
she was falling, endlessly, she didn’t feel scared.
She felt curious. she looked up. Her heartbeat
was at a nice, slow steady rate. She drew herself
closer the these mysterious lights on the walls.
She looked around to see if she was alone but
all she could see was the lights, and nothing else.
She twirled around in the endless fall. Anna turned
around. She heard something. It sounded like it was
coming from underneath her. After, the faint light wasn't
faint anymore. What was it? After a while, it started to
rapidly get closer and closer. Fear engulfed her and spread
like a wildfire. She closed her eyes tight and put her hands
over her eyes. She curled up into a ball. She picked up a
hint of bravery, and took a little peek. The scenery was different.

She opened her other eye, and looked down. She was

heading for a revene! There was a vast amount of mist
down there, as far as the eye could see. Suddenly, she
felt something grab her hand. It felt warm. All of her fear
was completely swallowed by relief. She looked up to see
a man, heaving her up. Finally, after one last heave, she
was up. Anna first looked down at her certain death, and
then looked up, at her saviour. It was a man, with sky blue
eyes, so dreamy you could get lost in them. He had pale
skin and brown hair. He wore a shiney, leather belt. Little
potions hung from it. He was wearing a feathery cloak
around his shoulders with a green T-shirt underneath.
He said his name was Dale. Dale Yee. Anna told him
her name was Anna Smith. He was surprised when he
heard her name. He asked her to repeat. And she said
again, Anna Smith. He jumped back in even more surprise.