As I drifted through the labyrinth of buildings my raft gently rocked, sending me into a sort of trance. I tilted my head back to gaze at the night sky, a chips packet drifted through the darkness until the wind caught and they danced a graceful waltz, for a second I too felt as if I could fly. The salty sweet taste of the moist sea air wafted past my nose. I picked up my oar and began to row. In the days that followed I once again began to find myself lie that I had been telling myself disappeared and I could finally see things clearly.
By Zoe
i love your description Zoe from scarlett
ReplyDeletegood job but work on your punctuation
ReplyDeleteCaleb Andrews
Great Story Zoe
ReplyDeleteBut next time check your punctuation
From Lucy :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Hi Zoe
ReplyDeleteI liked your story but did NOT make any sence.
Some of the story was amazing but I think you could of chosen a different topic. So it would make sence. From your not so lovly friend Jasmine
Hi Zoe,
ReplyDeleteI really like the describing in your story, just the last line confused me.
Maybe to make it more sense use punctuation?
Amber T :)
I like your work I can not see any mistakes.
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