The sun flickered over me, clouds tumbling in. My bike gradually moved along, stones spitting at me from everywhere. I beamed with a pleasant day. Suddenly, a powerful cutting sound fired at me, I scream and plunge into the ground with my bike skidding to a stop. My hands immediately cover my ears as the sound was horrible, a lot like nails on a chalk board. The ground started shaking, I gaze up as my eyes widened seeing a tsunami of land curling towards me. I had no hesitation. I shot up and began sprinting down the road. My legs gave way, blankness was all that I could see now.
By Abby
Great work and i like the bit were the nails going down a chalk board even thow it made me feel work Caleb Andrews
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I mean though
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