Wednesday, 3 June 2015

senses


in a winter’s morning  i could see the trees soaring over the roof top’s.I can see my friends writing and thinking right beside me.While i write i was writing i could hear the birds chirping away in a lovely tune.i can touch the black gravel  lying flatter that a thiner then a peace of white smooth paper on the ground.
I can touch the rough dark brown bark covering the tree like  a cloth.i can smell the burning tires on the ground.Then peach jumped up it was time to go in side

6 comments:

  1. I like your first paragraph.
    Remember to make your I's capitals.
    Maybe edit this sentence 'I could see the trees soaring over the roof top’s.'

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  2. maby capital letters :)

    BY LIAM

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  3. Really good story Josiah but next time make sure that you put capital letter at the start of sentences, please don't make your text colour white it's really hard too read.

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  4. hello Josiah :P
    I like the way u said ''I can smell the burning tires on the ground.''
    by by :P

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  5. good job I really like this part
    'I can smell the burning tires on the ground.''

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