`On a dull, starless night there was a village, with a treacherous headland and a lighthouse.
There were people celebrating. They were cheering so much! They were happy. They cheered “yay, yay, yay.”
The lighthouse keeper was writing on his book that was on his desk, he was getting annoyed by the people that was celebrating so he slammed the window. The lighthouse keeper went back to writing the he heard unusually clunking .
The beacon stopped illuminating the village then the whole village went dark.
The lighthouse keeper stopped writing and went to check if the beacon with his tool box.
Before checking the beacon the lighthouse keeper check the mechanical cogs and wheel.
The lighthouse keeper went to check the beacon to see if it was borked.
on the beacon there was a little door that the lighthouse keeper opened he put his hand to feel what inside there.
There was nothing in the beacon so the lighthouse keeper carried the beacon and over his tool box.
A ship was coming in and the lighthouse keeper was worried that the ship will crash into the rock.
the lighthouse keeper got an idea so he ran down the steps to call the people but they were already there so he was glad so everyone went in the lighthouse to show the ship where to go.
This was a piece of writing in term 2
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