Friday 26 June 2015

Random Friday Writing

I look around In the Warm sunset the snow crunchiness underneath my tiny feet the clouds are moving the sky like small marshmallow the snow is shining like the sun. The grass field underneath me shaking like the wind the light brown leathless trees stand out like an blimp in the sky the bushes try to walk away.

The sky is an bright blue with small white puffs my jacket starts to grow frost i freeze the only thing i can hear is the trees and bushes are scratching each other and the sea roaring at me.

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