The weekend is here and it is time for my weekly story!
I decide that it would be cool to write a paragraph of a story I am writing every weekend!
so here it is:
The woods were cold and dark It felt like nothing could live there but every one knows that something does. Joe, Sarah and Lily where brother and sisters, who had wandered into Sharp Creek Forest (which was known to be haunted). The group heard nothing but their soggy sneakers on mushy mud. Suddenly they felt like they were being watched they turned around to see nothing that's when they couldn't hear the mud sound but the sound of scraping feet against a sidewalk. They look up and saw a huge rickety, old mansion.
That's all!
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Friday, February 6, 2015
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Forest
Forest
The tree as tall as the sun
With sparkling emerald leaves
Shade everyone
Enjoying beauty
And in the night
Glowing bugs buzz
As if they're dancing
Green trees, Green trees
The shine is dim
But beautiful
Like a very old light bulb
Shining dim, Shining dim
The peaceful chirping of
Crickets and bugs
Keep the night awake
Awake, awake
Feeling of mystical magic
Float in my head
While wondering how beautiful it is
~ By Esha
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