My story was about the adventure my family had when we went to the Magic House. I was about 4, maybe 5. While we walking around, I had spotted Clifford, the Big Red Dog. I, being a curious little thing, followed Clifford, who had been getting on an elevator to go up onto another floor. My grandfather had spotted me and ran after me, catching the elevator just in time as the door closed. Eventually, my Mom and grandma freak out having not knowing where I am, where my papa is, what had happened, and so on. I believe my dad was trying to keep them calm. We of course, made it back to them soon after, relieving them all.
Plot elements I used in telling my story includes:
-3rd person limited
-Exposition, rising action, climax, and resolution.