Hi my name is Tom. When I was twenty two I was in the war and had been shot in the eye by a Russian. I returned the following week to find out my wife and my son died in a burning house that burned to smithereens. I was so upset I started to cry, and I don’t cry often. I wanted to see my house remains for memory. So I got an eye operation. Suddenly I was able to see again. I started to fall to the ground in tears when I saw my house. But out of nowhere I could see my dog, Rocky. The only thing I had left, My prized possession.
Thats a really good story. Well done!!
Wow that’s a very sad story. Very imaginative. Try to make sure you are not starting sentences with words like but and so. Instead combine two smaller sentences to make a larger sentence with a complete thought. Keep on writing!
Keep up the good work !