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Twisted SSN# ENC1101 Narrative Word Count: 903 09/19/02 Twisted Audience: General Audience / Instructor Purpose: Literary work To explain how a tornado can affect
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SSN#
ENC1101
Narrative
Word Count: 903
09/19/02
Twisted
Audience:
General Audience / Instructor
Purpose:
Literary work
To explain how a tornado can affect a family.
Thesis Sentence:
Although an event may be traumatic it is not necessarily life changing.
Outline:
I. Describe the setting
A. Where / When
B. What was heard
1. What did the tornado sound like
2. How did parents direct us
C. What was seen
1. How did the storm look
2. What did the tornado look like
II. What was on the farm
A. House
B. Storm Cellar
C. Animals
D. Trees
E. Newly plowed and planted fields
III. Where did we go
A. Root cellar
B. Neighbor
III. What did the tornado do
A. To the farm
B. To the family
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