I started a story but cant finish it can you help me please?

This is all I got can you help me get some more ideas in their so I can get a page (double-spaced)? thank you.... and please dont plagerise you can go to jail pplz so here it is:





Alaska





My cousin Natalie and I spent our winter in Alaska . We usually stayed inside, and when it was light we were outside. We trained and ran dogs for


sled teams for the Iditarod race. My most prized possession was my dog, Bree. Bree was sweet not to mention innocent, not exactly a sled dog. Bree was like Jenna in Balto, and Nana from Snow Dogs. She was wanting to be a lead dog but she was a Akita and a Collie mixed. Not the prettiest dog, but Bree was pretty to me. Natalie and my dogs, were named from lead dog to wheel dogs, are lead: Max, 1st team dog: Jake, 2nd: Bear, 3rd:, 4th: Bon, 5th: Yukon, 6th: Bailey, %26amp; the last two dogs are wheel dogs are Murphy and Scarlett-Satin.

I started a story but cant finish it can you help me please?
We trained the dogs from sunrise to sunset, and the temperature was never above 12 below. We were so cold we wore three sets of clothing underneath our snow suits. Our teeth never stopped chattering, but the dogs - they loved the cold. They didn't want to stop training when evening came. We had to force them to go to bed. You would think that after training for 13 hours a day they would be exhausted, but not THESE dogs and especially not Bree.





Bree was ready every single morning and couldn't contain herself. By the time she was finally bridled up to the sled, she was calm and composed. She took her job seriously. That is the sign of a great sled dog. Bree wanted to be a winner, and I more than anyone, wanted that for her.
Reply:why don't you try posting this question in the homework helper forum instead of the pets forum? You might get better advice...
Reply:it's your story. finish it up yourself. if you seek help from others it loses its originality ...so...its not really yours anymore.
Reply:Hey G.B. --Okay, here's what you need to do with your story to get a full page, and to make that full page interesting: change your perspective.





Start out like this:





"Bree was sweet, not to mention innocent--not exactly the kind of sled dog who can run race X# miles through the Alaskan ice and snow in the deep of winter. But she was my dog, and as a trainer for the Iditarod race, she was my prized possession."





Then go on next to talk about how you were up there with your cousin, how that came to be that you found yourself in Alaska, and then in the next paragraph talk about in general what the training was like and how Bree compared to the other dogs.





Then talk about a specific day of training in which Bree used her sweet innocence to kick some dog sled butt, or at least overcame her sweetness to do a great job. (Think like Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer--he was not really the best reindeer, but on one occasion rose to the challenge and did a great job!)





It's a good story. Keep going. Your notes are good.
Reply:I agree with the first person to respond to your question, if you seek others help in writing the story, it no longer is yours alone. I will however, give you some advice and you can go from there to continue making the story "yours". Maybe talk more about where in Alaska you are at, where you stayed at and with who, talk about the weather a bit and other things that you did in Alaska. Talk a little more about yourself and Natalie, the relationship you two have as cousins. Continue the dog story but add a plot to it. Talk about what made you decide to do the Iditarod and talk more about Bree. Bring yourselves all together and end it with how you ended your winter. Good Luck!
Reply:i couldn't exactly follow your story.. there are a lot of ideas running together... try separating them and moving gracefully.. from sentence to sentence...





also u can talk about how you trained the dogs.. you can describe exactly what your dog looked like to you the reason you thought that she was pretty... you can describe the weather(of course cold.. but how it was different to you because your used to heat.. or something like that) you could do a little research and find out if there is any vegetation i don't think so (but still find out for sure) and talk about how it's either plants or different or similar or whatever... you could even talk about the lack of things to do, and what you and your cousin did do to pass the time... you also may want to mention how long your were there...





hope this helps..
Reply:One afternoon we were out working the dogs, it was a nice sunny day and the dogs were really enjoying themselves.. We were pleased with how things were going, and our hard work training this team was really paying off.





Suddenly the team stopped dead in their tracks.. Natalie flipped clear off the back of the sled.. I turned to see if she was okay .. An absolutely horrendous odor burned my nasals.. I immediately knew what that smell was.. I looked towards Natalie and saw her eyes as huge as saucers, looking up and over my shoulder.. I knew I was right.. In my head I quickly went over the gear that we had brought along ... Nope.. nothing to protect us... I said a quick prayer.. I winked at Natalie on the ground.. and I turned around, and with my head up and my shoulders back, thinking about what Cesar Millan had taught me, I let out a huge growl at that Polar Bear, letting him know that I was taking back the trail ... Just at that moment I noticed out of the corner of my eye the shadow on the ground.. when I looked up I realized that he had his huge polar bear paw pulled back ready to swipe my head clear off my shoulders.. I cringed and shrank down into the sled... I covered my head and tucked... Just as I thought I was about to die.. I hear a very very faint whisk thru the snow.. Now what I wonder.. I feel the breath of the polar bear breathing on my neck.. I am scared to move, PLAY DEAD I think, that's what dad taught us.. So I stayed frozen..





Suddenly I hear the bear gasp in his breath.. I can't bear it anymore.. I open one eye to peek and there is my beloved DOBERMAN ... Jack, he is mid air and flying with fury towards the Polar bear.. He latches on to the bears back and I am thinking OMG poor Jack... I prayed like I have never prayed in my life...





Suddenly I felt a warm breath on my face, and then I felt a soft tongue on my cheek... I knew that soft tongue and that gentle kiss.. and when he nuzzled my ear, I knew it was my Jack... I looked up and I never was so happy to see my beautiful Black / Rust little man standing before me with that Doberman smile and those pearly whites... I looked over Jacks shoulder and could see that giant polar bear running for his life... Since then, Jack has had a special spot on the dog sled when we go out to train.. We actually entered the Iditarod that year and we came in second.. But Jack my gorgeous Doberman will always be # 1 with me !
Reply:come on u almost have a half a page! keep on writing and you'll finish it!!!! but here are some ideas


1.maybe the pups can get in a wreck with another sled team


2. maybe one can run away


3.last maybe u can tell how u got each one!