CCSS.ELA-LITERACY.W.6.3.B

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Writing a Phase Autobiography

Once you finish prewriting, you are ready to share your story in writing. These activities will help you hook the reader's interest at the beginning, build suspense through rising action, and reveal the lessons you learned during the important phase in your life. You'll also read another student's phase autobiography to see how all of the parts come together.

Writing the Beginning Paragraph

Write a lead.

Read each lead-writing strategy. Then write an example of your own.

The first sentence in your narrative should grab the reader’s attention. It is called a lead. The following strategies will help you write an effective lead.

  • Start in the middle of the action.

    I stepped into my first debate meeting, and my whole world changed.

  • Start with someone speaking.

    “There's no better time than now to try something new,” said my mother.

  • Ask readers a question.

    Do you know what it feels like to step outside your comfort zone?

  • Begin with a surprising statement or an interesting fact.

    Before the winter of my 7th grade year, I wore a shell.

Write your beginning paragraph.

Write your lead and give more details to introduce your story.

Beginning Paragraph

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Revising Historical Narratives

Once you draft your historical narrative, take a break and come back to it to see it freshly. When you revise, you make sure the people, places, and events are clearly described and the writing captures the story in a vivid way. These activities will help you revise.

Revising to Add Dialogue

Dialogue refers to the words spoken by characters. Even though you might not know the exact things people said in the past, you can still add dialogue to your story. The trick is to use words and language that make sense for the time period.

  • Too modern:

    “Chill out,” said Meriwether Lewis. “We got this.”

  • More realistic:

    “We must remain calm,” said Meriwether Lewis. “The task is attainable.”

Add dialogue.

Use the tips and examples to help create dialogue for your historical narrative. Revise existing dialogue to make it sound realistic.

  • Create a conversation between two characters.

    “Which direction do you favor, Captain Lewis?” asked Clark.

    “You have navigated us this far,” I responded. “I trust the south branch will keep us on the Missouri.”

  • Use language that represents the time in history.

    “Captain Lewis, might that be the Great Falls?”

  • Use dialogue to help move your story along.

    “We shall navigate the south branch farther and will not return until we reach the Great Falls,” I said.

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Writing a Personal Narrative

Once you finish prewriting, you are ready to tell your story in writing. These activities will help you hook the reader's attention at the beginning, build interest through a sequence of events, and lead to a strong ending for your personal narrative. You'll also read another student's narrative to see how all of the parts came together.

Writing the Beginning Paragraph

The first few sentences in your narrative should grab the reader’s attention. They are called the lead. The following activity will help you write an effective lead.

Write a lead.

For each strategy that follows, write a lead that could work for your personal narrative.

  • Start in the middle of the action.

    Suddenly, I heard a crash downstairs and the sound of breaking glass. “Hey, who’s down there?” I yelled.

  • Have the characters talk.

    My brother’s lips were so swollen, it sounded like he said, “Mine guess who fur hiss!”

    “What?” I said.

    He glared at me and said louder, “I’ll get you for this!”

  • Begin with a surprising statement or fact.

    When I was nine, I started my dad’s car and drove onto the street. I thought I was going to New Jersey.

  • Give some important background information.

    It was a beautiful August morning. The sun was brightly shining on my sunglasses while my mother drove the U-haul truck to a warehouse in Santa Ana, California. As my mother drove down the streets of Santa Ana, I looked out the window and began to realize that the mixture of people was no longer a mixture; there was only white.

The Racist Warehouse It was a beautiful August morning. The sun was brightly shining on my sunglasses while my mother drove the U-haul truck to a warehouse in Santa Ana, California. As my mother drove down the streets of Santa Ana, I looked out the window and began to realize that the mixture of people was no longer a mixture; there was only white. When we arrived at the warehouse, I had to peel my arm off the side of the hot door like a burnt sausage off a skillet. There were not many cars in the parking lot, and I could see the heat waves.
Giving Life It was a hot summer day. My dad and I were getting ready to go out for a ride on the boat with my friend Katie and the dog. That’s when the phone call came, the call that made that bright, beautiful day a cold, dark, gloomy one. I had just put on my suit, shorts, and tank top, and packed my bag with sunscreen and everything else I would need for the day. I ran into my parents’ room to find Dad. When I saw him on the phone, he was crying. I’d never seen my dad cry before. My heart sank. What possibly could have happened? “Max, I’m so sorry,” I heard him say. That’s when it hit me.
The Great Paw Paw Memory. The dictionary defines it as the mental ability to recall past experiences. We think of it as that picture we saw, the words she said. Who in your life is so vivid in your memory that you could describe him or her without a second thought? For me, it’s my grandpa. But when I was small, I couldn’t say “Grandpa,” so 13 years ago, Theodore Lazarus became Paw Paw. To all the grandkids, Paw Paw was full of fun and games. We all remember his favorite expressions, the ones that would pop out each time we saw him. Luckily, we visited Paw Paw quite often.
A Cowboy's Journal I am so upset at myself. I don’t know where my head was. Finally, here I was, with $80 to my name (which is meager compensation for a two-month cattle drive), and then I lose it all gambling. Just one night, and now I am bankrupt all over again. Yesterday was my 22nd birthday, as well as my payday, so I allowed myself a little gambling in Abilene, Kansas, a cow town.
Linden’s Library It was a normal Saturday on Oak Street—the same morning dew sparkling on the grass, the same cherry blossoms swaying in the breeze, the same daffodils bursting with color. Yes, as far as anyone could tell, it was a normal day in Washington, D.C. When Katie awoke, she got dressed, brushed her teeth and hair, and checked her “to do” list. Then she hurried down for breakfast: rich, fluffy, chocolate-chip pancakes; fresh orange juice; crispy bacon; and crunchy, buttered toast.
How the Stars Came to Be Long ago and once upon a time, there lived a princess. Her name was Oriana, and her entire court loved her. She always helped those in need and had a smile for everyone. Oriana wasn’t vain, although she had every reason to be. She had wavy, raven hair that fell past her knees; pure, olive skin; and a face that was perfectly oval. Her real beauty, however, lay in her eyes. Whenever Oriana felt an emotion strongly, they changed from their usual ebony to true gold. It seemed that nothing could make her angry; but alas, it was not so.