Académique Documents
Professionnel Documents
Culture Documents
Once Zach got in the tree, he told me to hand him a couple of bricks.
“What are we going to do with these?” I asked letting out a deep breath as I handed them over one by one.
“Just wait,” he replied.
After he got the bricks in the tree, he started hammering them together, attempting to make the start of a tree house. I stood
underneath the tree, staring at the ground. Shortly after, I felt an excruciating pain in my head and I was bleeding like a faucet. The
bricks had flown out of the tree, onto my head. My brother quickly jumped out of the tree and helped me into the house.
“What happened?!” my mom exclaimed running towards me.
She took a look at my head, then ran to the kitchen for a small towel. As I stood in the dining room watching as the warm, dark red
blood ran down my face and neck, I started to freak out. I started crying even more and worrying about the amount of blood leaving
my body. After my mom had finally calmed me down, she sat me on a chair and cleaned my head. We came to the conclusion that I
wouldn’t need stitches, I could feel the back of my head throbbing, so I sat on the couch with my mom while she applied an ice pack
to my head and we waited for supper to get done.
My brother and I both learned not to play around with bricks anymore; and to this day, I still have a bump on my head where the Commented [3]: I really liked your story, your details
bricks striked. were really good!!!!
8th Grade Narrative Writing Rubric
Iowa Core Standard Strengths Areas for Growth Coaching/ Level of Proficiency
Comments
W.8.3 Write I loved how you said Try to add more sensory
“the warm, dark red details (smell, taste,
narratives to blood” -- very hear) 3
develop real or descriptive
imagined
experiences or
events using
effective
technique, relevant
descriptive details,
and well–
structured event
sequences.
W.8.4 Produce
clear and coherent 4
writing in which the
development,
organization, and
style are
appropriate to
task, purpose, and
audience.