Thursday, May 14, 2015

WALT: create a show don't tell story

I was splashed by mud just like melted chocolate.My feet were burning like hot water trying to hit my feet.Stinging eyes just like a bee has stung me.Wind whipped my face like a bird flew past me and Im 
about to face plant right were the sharp twigs are my legs are painful like I'm carrying a weight my feet are tired by stepping on the cold mud.I was chased by people just like monkeys running after me.  



                                              the end

by grace 
                                                                                                                                                                                        
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  1. AnonymousMay 20, 2015 at 7:34 PM

    Thank you for commenting on my blog and I really like the story about the cross country good job keep it up

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