The mountains towered above me and the sea stretched as far as the eye could see. I could feel the wind whipping and howling around my cold dry face. I could feel the flat, cold and green grass getting crushed beneath my feet. All of the rocks that had already been scattered were thumping down the steep hill. Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Holiday snapshot by Will B
The mountains towered above me and the sea stretched as far as the eye could see. I could feel the wind whipping and howling around my cold dry face. I could feel the flat, cold and green grass getting crushed beneath my feet. All of the rocks that had already been scattered were thumping down the steep hill. 
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Hi Will,
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed reading your blog. The descriptive words made the piece come alive, which is what good writing does. Well done making me feel what you wrote.
Andrea
Your writing is full of description and vivid language. Well done.
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Hi Will,
ReplyDeleteyour writing is making me angry because I want to read more. P.S I ment that in a good way.