My naritive in early L3 writing

 My narrative in early L3 writing 

Bang,crash bang! The sound of heavy rain pouring down onto the slippery roads outside my house in the evening.The flood was so bad the my my had to race to school to pick me and my brother up and race back home. I was so scared that our house was going to flood, and wreak some of our things.

In the evening in had now been pouring down for two days straight. The flood had started getting really bad that the water outside my house on the slippery road ahead now rises to shoulder deep with water.It was very scary.

Across the road from my house is usually a reserve, but now it has turned into a big swimming pool of sewage water exactly like our backyard. Yes our backyard.  My mum said that wee could of dived of the deck and not of touched the ground. 

Then the news out break came out( everyone has to evacuate from sponge bay.) So me and my brother packed our bags and my mum drove us to our dads. The next morning my mum said the neighbourhood was so flooded the cars and trucks couldn't even open their doors. That same night it wass so floadeeed thhaatt we could seeee eels that had made their way out of the swamp up onto the roads, living there best lives.

A few days later our amazing city was back to normal bright and sunny again. I was so happy that our city was back to normal. The End