E ANIMATION

COLLABORATIVE WRITING

one thing that can help people in the future is others that dose not known anyone this could help bring people together by writing together

REPORTING INAPPROPRIATE BEHAVIOUR

FORMAL AND INFORMAL

• We were learning about how to greet someone from somewhere else in a formal way and how not to be informal
• I found it easy to write about formal
• I found it hard to
• I really enjoyed working with my partner
• Next time I need to write a bit more than this

THIS IS ART (collaborative)

We were learning about how to collaborate with others in different rooms

I found it easy to chat with my partner in google drawing

I found it hard to keep up with my partner because some times he will miss the chat

I really enjoyed making my art

Next time I need to improve on my chatting skills online

My Blog Post shows that i am Stepping Up

MY NOT SO BEST FREE WRITE

DRAFT: 1st edition of my writing. NO EDITING FROM ANYBODY ELSE. It Was 2105 it has been 25 years inside the vault wishing for the day i get released my eyes slowly opening from the party that the vault had last night, but when i looked up everyone is gone i get up and looked for my pip boy f$%* i forgot today the vault open putting the pip boy on and the MR HANDY saying ‘sir everyone has already left you better get a move on’ as i get closer to the VAULT DOOR i remember the good times we had here when i was a kid when we first rushed into the VAULT and seeing the bombs fall wiping out everything that i loved and the friends and family that i lost, but it been 25 years since the bombs have fallen, the VAULT DOOR is opening the music slowly faint away my mumberes initiated into my head, but one goal that all vault dwellers have REBUILD OUR GREAT COUNTRY the wasteland is calling for me. As i exit the VAULT all i see blue skies,white clouds,and trees covering the mountains as i walk down the path that i once walk up as a kid, i see memories rushing past me in a blink of an eye minutes went pass i finally wonder out of the forest seeing the buildings crumbling down new cars now rusty old junks i lie down taking everything in seeing the corpus of the once lived town i see a 1mm pistol on the ground and a corpus next to it there was a note on top of him reading DEAR MAX There is a group of settlers building a base near a cave and our farm we were about to shout until they said that they were VAULT dwellers we hold fire and said that they can build near that cave lucky that we clear the cave it was full of ghouls they will also give us supplies to keep us alive so we trust them if you get this note we sent a dog to find so don't shoot be back soon ok PS i'm making dinner tonight, looks like i got a hint where i can find some other VAULT dwellers i take his leather armor,jacket and set off to find them, as i wander around to find them i come across a wounded dog it was laying on the ground as blood slowly reck out of his or her body the only med that i can find is bandages the only good thing that it can slow the bleeding tho i find the nearest building(there was buildings everywhere) and search top and bottom until i found a stimpack i grab it then quickly stabbing it into the dog, the poor thing slowly getting up the wound being covered from the newly skin the wound may have been covered but it could barely walk i decade by carrying it, that bastard really heavy tho it took me FIVE BLOODY HOURS just for the dog to heal and to make matters worse i locked myself in this little shack to shield me from the dead brains ghouls outside life is going perfect well then, five minutes been pass i went to look outside peeping hole but before i know it a big mutated sloth came out smashing the shack into broken pieces of wood the dog quickly went into guard mode i pulled out my 1mm pistol aiming into the hairy grey face but before i known it time just stand still looking into the eyes of an devil i looked at the dog but when i looked back the sloth hit me in the face flying me into trees cracking my back my arms slowly reforming my mouth dripping with blood legs shaking in fear it came back for me then grabbing my legs slamming me onto the ground stomach aching in pain i reached for gun it took me athouer leg snapped my bones to pieces i was there lying in fear did not known the wasteland had monster from the depth of hell, all i see was darknest but before i closed my eyes i see other strangers show up slaughtering the beast then grabbing the dog who stand in fear then before grabbing me until i see was just darkness . TO BE COUNTED

ART