My first Narrative

The volcano that spits out gold

Once upon a time there were three girls.  The youngest one Lilly was the cutest.  The oldest one Tylah was the tallest and prettiest and I was the second oldest one. I wore tights and a blue and green strippy top.  Tylah always wore her cat ears, normal jeans, a black top and a pink wooly jumper.  Lilly wore a really pretty white dress with pink flowers and a beautiful pink head-band.  

One day Lilly, Tylah and I came across a beautiful pretty island full of flowers.  The island was beautiful but there was lots of danger on the island.  “What is that???” whispered Lily in a low voice. “It looks like a mountain,” explained Tylah. But it wasn't a mountain it was a volcano.  “Lets go and have a look,” I say.  “Gold!” shouts Tylah. GOLD??? “I don’t think this island is safe,” explained Tylah, “lets go.”  But when we went to move we couldn’t.  We were stuck in the middle of a sea of GOLD. “OMG,” And they lived happily ever after... THE END