Can you use your best descriptive writing to write a story opener for this scene? Remember to include your key features and your challenge is to start every sentence either with an adverb, a verb or an adjective.

WAGOLL

Slowly, a girl named Hollie, walked through a creepy meadow. Scared, she stuttered toward a great big ladder that went through the clouds up into the sky. Quickly, Hollie grabbed the ladder and a few moments later she woke up in the clouds with nobody to be seen…

Crunching through the dry and deserted trench-like ditch, the yet to become explorer saw a long, twisty and thin ladder that was facing forward into the fog. Limping towards the ladder, the poor girl had to put a bandage on her leg and use a nearby stick as a walking aid. Through the thick mist, there was a glowing, mysterious orb. Out of nowhere, a loud creeeeeeeek echoed up above…

Tripping and stumbling, the young girl came down the passageway, the walls holding her in. Luckily for her, the fate behind her was slowly fading away as she came out of the mist to a rickety, very, very tall ladder. Hitching up her emergency backpack, which was, of course, on her back, she started to climb up this old thing. Unfortunately, there was something she didn’t know, that there wasn’t a top to this ladder…

Gasping for breath, the young girl was trekking between the mouldy walls.Lying before her, was the beaming sunset peeping through the misty air. Jabbing her walking stick into the earthy ground, she came to a halt. Windy steps suddenly appeared making a bridge for her to climb. Groaning heavily, the adventurous girl took the first step. Really slowly, she wobbled uncontrollably as her foot slipped between the gap. Dangling legs fell from the steps as the girl held on tightly. Terrible doom was creeping upon her…

THE LADDER
Trudging wearily along the filthy winding path, Emily, despite the sweat trickling down her forehead and tears stinging in her bloodshot eyes, was filled with hope, even though her limp bony body was screaming in agony. For the ladder hung tantalisingly close – she could almost feel the satisfaction of reaching the top… Towering over Emily like skyscrapers, the looming wall blocked her from the outside world and the fact that it opened up towards the sky made it even more nauseating. An eerie, bleak haze swam around Emily, making her dizzy, and limiting her sight. Somehow, someway, she would battle her way through this treacherous journey…

Cautiously, the girl edged forward, not knowing what fate had in store for her. Looking up at the dark gloomy sky, she shivered. Eerily, the ravens squawked beneath the wooden stair case leading up to nowhere. The fog parted, the air became damp, time stood still. Rapidly her heart beat. Now the walls seemed to tower even higher, will she ever make it?

Sneaking silently across the puny bridge, the old lady was suffering to escape the dreadful wrath of the storm, the bridge look as if it could shatter at any moment. A heavy fall of rain and hail had occurred she needed to find shelter but first she had to remove herself out of site from the storm. LIGHTNING STRUCK. Tears running down her face she knew there was nothing left to give, her hands wear glacial she had no hope left inside. The southerly storm tear all the rocks down until the lady was trapped… Yelling, screaming no one was there to help. bolts are crashing down from the vexed sky ripping anyone or anything that gets in its way. An eerie sound echoed through the pitch-black sky. the bridge was shot during the wind-storm. slowly she look at the bridge and thought to herself. “I am TRAPPED!”

 

Slowly the little girl began her treacherous journey along the long thin ladder. Banging her walking stick into the ground she looked up to see the gloomy sky. Quickly wanting to get it over and done with she trekked right up to the ladder. Twisting as she walked on to it kept wobbling about. Drifting she walked across the large ladder she had to hike up. Twenty, seconds later she had disappeared but where to?

Shaking, she edged towards the start of the twisty rope ladder, dust and sweat coating her fingers. Silently, her instinct told her not to move too quickly, but she felt as if the walls were closing in on her. Tentatively touching the rope ladder, she drew her hand back as rocks cascaded before her, showering her with dust and grime. Glancing around her, she realized she had no other option but to go for it so she set off on her courageous journey. Burning, she could feel the burning of a blaze towering before her! Terrified, she spun round to go back, but the land behind her had gone….