Letter To An Actor

 

 Dear Mr Cruise,       

Hello my name is Aedan Walker  and I am a great fan of yours . I love all your movies expecially mission impossible 3 . One of my favourite action movies ever .

I  am a huge fan of your movies. Did you like drama in school, I know I do. How hard did you have to work to get where you are now ? did you struggle in school , I know I do so I  have to try extra hard .   

I recommend that you should make a movie with Samuel Jackson, or a movie where you are the villain. Did collage help with your acting ( if you went collage). I think drama classes in school will help me with my acting.

How many movies have you stared in, I have stared in two for school (Mcbeth ,The lion king) and one for my church (Aladdin). Did you make any movies before you where famous? Do you have any new movies coming out in the cinema?     

Did you like sport in primary or secondary I love p.e expecially football I play for a team called academix f.c i have scored 12 goals in 14 games in centre midfield 

 

letter to creators of Fallen London

Dear creators of Fallen London,

My opinion is Fallen London is an amazing tell- tel game where you can make choices for your character earn money and jewellery. You can buy weapons, clothes and hats. On the down side you start in jail however when you get out of jail it is fun because you can buy a house or charm your way into one and steal money and secrets you can also sell secrets.

my book review

The book I read was called tinder . The main character is called Otto Hundebiss , his  family got slathered brutally .He is a soldier and he got lost in the woods . He  found a tall creepy building , he knocked the door flew open ,he entered . He saw a rich women .She said  he could stay for three days no more no less however at the end of those three days he would owe her a favour .The three days passed quick as a flash and as she said Otto owed her a favour. The favour was to retrieve a item called a tinderbox from a tunnel however guarding the tunnels  were giant wolves ….

English Hwk 2

Once there lived a boy called Bob and he loved a girl called Tia. However Tia loved someone else and she always made puppy eyes at him.  The next day they were playing spin the bottle, he came up with a plan to make the bottle land on Tia and it did. so he asked who she liked Bob’s heart was beating like a drum ,as quick as a cheetah . finally she spat it out and said …. Jeff . Bob’s heart was broken shattered like broken glass. therefore he decided to kill Jeff, because he thought if I can’t have her no one can. He decided to strangle Jeff when he was asleep . so the next night Bob crept up the ladder like a monkey climbing up a tree Jeff had stupidly left his window open and Bob crawled in like a burglar. the next  day Jeff didn’t come to school no one knows why

 

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