Maddyenglish

For English I decided to one of my draft pieces from the writing task "Ideal Home". I chose to do a draft because it was a lot longer than the final copy and it is a different style of writing to the final copy and the stories I normally chose to write. Another reason why I chose to do this piece was because it was one of my final drafts that I believe helped me decide on what my final piece was going to be like.

Key to reading my draft:
 * italic words / sencentes are thoughts or personal views/ comments, there are lots of these because I judge my stories.
 * many things have been delted from this draft to my final copy
 * This draft isn't in partgraphs
 * Often i find myself talking to myself like I'm someone else that was included and is also in italics simply because in drafts.
 * This partical draft is very different to my final copy because when i was writting this I took the liberty of describing my favourite things to do on different wheather days.

My fanasty / ideal home It's hard to imagine what sort of house is my ideal house. Often I find myself watching a movie and going, oh thats a nice house wonder if one day I could live in a place like that but then again it the costs that matters at least that's what I think. Anyhow my house would definately be in a cold secluded place maybe a little way away from a big town or city. //( I would love to live in England.)// Some times I like hot wheather, to be able to lie back in the sun on the grass or in a hamock and read, maybe even sleep but i love cold wheather the best. In cold wheather you can snuggle up on your couch and have a hot chocolate while warming yourself infront of a blazing fire. //Cold weather, hmm, better look some places that have cool or cold weather. Europe, great always wanted to travel over there.// At the front of my house I picture a waist hieght brick fence and white coloured wood gate that catches, so you have to lift up before unlocking the gatecatch and then push. As you enter you'd see a black pebble path leading to the frontdoor. The front of the house looks like a fairytale sort of house, you know the neat, tidy cottage sort of house but built like one of those Victorian type of homes. there are 3 small steps that are about as wide 2 children, that lead up to my door. The door itself is a mogonary sort of brown with a butterfly painted glass window. It's thick and quit hard to open. Beside the door there are two windows on either other side of it. One alot large than the other. On the left, is the largest window, it's clear but you can see the black curtains, in the coner of this window, there are small little pictures that have been made for the window or the mirror in your bathroom, you know that stuff that your parents buy you to keep you from bugging them on weekends. //(childhood memories, jeez parents )// They were made by my sisters kids/ children//?// Anyhow the window is bige and looks to be quite large. In the summer I often open the curtains and lay in the sun reading. That is when we get sunny, warm days. The other side is less fany and the window is quite small. The window is higher than the other one and has plant life in a box type bancony thing. //( what are those things called again??)// The plants are herbs and such, that I use for cooking. The ground outside my house is bare except for a couple of rows bright flowers or to be more presis blue, red,white and bright pink roses. I //know that seems cliche but I love roses, infact if I had a daugther I'd name her Emma Rose or Roseanna or maybe Roza and if iIhad a son I would name him William or Will for short. Hmm, that might change I quite like the name Dimitri or Mason. Anyhow getting lost in my own thought, and forgetting my guest, Please do come in.// As you step through the door you would see a very long hall way, with bare walls wood walls. Wait a second thought you said it was brick. //No, i said the oustide was brick not that the whole house was brick. So may I continue ??// Anyhow, the floor is floorboarded because I think it looks prettier. The floor looks newly poished. The walls are a cream colour. I shug off and hang my coat on the bright green coat hanger, placed in the left side door coner. //Welcome to a werid house, a house that has been built with a mind of its own.// Then we step into the lounge room which is the first door way on the left. It's a huge open space that looks bigger than it actually is. The walls are cream like the hallway. There's a small fireplace at the back of the room, that looks like it was used recently. Two chairs that look like you would sink into them if you were to sit in them to long. A couch thats purple thats just in front of hovering black curtains. The very same curtains that you could see out the front. I'l explain this room is the guest entertaining room, not my idea. //Actually scratch that.// Then we step into the lounge room which is the first room for the left. The walls are a pale cream colour that is slightly off a white colour. The first thing you see is the small fireplace in the corner, its black with ash. We step in futher, as we do you start to notice that there a couch and coffe table that are infront of the fire. The room feels peaceful. The more you step into the room the more you feel you're at home. The black curtins that were metioned before are playfully swinging. The couch, is soft and fuffy, when you sit on it you feel as though you way nothing at all. //Hold on,stop! What now?? The house is all wrong I ,mean I know you like cold wheather and all but this is ridiculous. Now start again and stop changing tenses. It's confusing. OK, gunies got a better idea. Yes actually, stop rushing Ms Goyne doesn't want this story 'til next week. Got it! And stop thinking of different fairytales and stories while you're writing because you go from Lord of the Rings, to Eargon to Pride and the Prejudice.Keep that head of yours out of the clouds and write something more interesting than black this, black that. okay soo start again., from the beginning.// It's hard to imagine what sort of house is my ideal house. Often I find myself watching a movie and going, oh thats a nice house wonder if one day i could live in a place like that but then again it the costs that matters at least thats what I think. Anyhow my house would definatally in a cold secluded place maybe alittle way away from a big town or city. //( I would love to live in England.)// Some times I like hot wheather, to be able to lie back in the sun on the grass or in a hamock and read, maybe even sleep but i love cold wheather the best. In cold wheather you can snuggle up on your couch and have a hot chocolate while warming yourself infront of a blazing fire. If I try to imagine, what my house would look like I end up thinking about multipual houses, that are from books I've read like the estates from Great Expections and the Pride and Prejudice. //So my dream or ideal house Hmmmm...//

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