S.O.S.
Cursing the surround-vision, which made you feel like you were there, she shut the Holographison down. The incessant birdsong was more than she could tolerate. The disgruntled professor stared across at her sheep.
About this resource
Series: School Journal Level 4 November 2018
Category: Fiction
Topics: Elsie Locke Writing Prize, environment, fantasy, futuristic, genetics, humour, plastic, student writing, writing
S.O.S.
Words by Gemma Lovewell
Illustrations by Daron Parton
They’d eaten through the day’s plastic and were now pushing hard against the electric fence, not feeling the zaps any more.