My chest heaves as my mattered blood stained hair collapses over my watery eyes. Waterfalls of blood gushes from my temple. I bow my head towards my palms, skin dangles and sways in the speed of my flee. I risk a glance behind and blood shot eyes x-ray me.
HI Annika, I work with Amy and the other teachers at your school. When they were on a course last week Amy showed me your writing on the class blog.
ReplyDeleteWow- what great descriptive writing! When I was reading it I got a really vivid picture in my mind and I also got goosebumps! I would love to know what you were running away from? Emily
I don't really know but when I was writing I pictured a 10 headed dragon with red eyes scuttling through the trees making them rip up at the roots. Thanks for your comment.
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