I pull my sheets over my body.lay my head down on my sinking pillow.my eyes gently touch to top to bottom.I start to fall asleep into my own fantsy.crash bang.thourts quickly race though my over sized brain.fear consumes my hole boady.my hearts beating out of chest.more sounds come from down stairs.I slip my skateboard deck right beside my bed.Holding it tight.I go down steirs my heart thumps like a base drum.I reach the slidding door i grip the handel i do the same with the skatebord.Then i RIP back the door.I see a fluffy shadow and leaps and starts licking me like crazy.IT MY DOOG!!!!
dunco
Wednesday, 9 March 2016
Thursday, 3 March 2016
Im apealled to the rain as each single drop falls.off the unbrella.I lean on the black wall.my coat gets drenched as i pull out my last cigar.I rip out my lighter. I put my left hand behind the small sun putting my cigar over if.inhaling the poison. The smoke slowly warms my lungs
Tuesday, 9 February 2016
Summer Time
The sound of jandals slapping my feet.
Three kids walk past with drips of ice cream down there knuckles.
The soft black sand starts to consume my jandals.
The soft black sand starts to consume my jandals.
The smell of sunscreen pollutes my nose.
Blue cool waves crash against my sunburnt chest.
The sun's rays feels like it is staring right at me.
My sweet from my head quickly gets washed away from the salty water.
The ocean breeze blows gently against my face.
slowly closing my eyes finding myself asleep. 
Thursday, 3 December 2015
this is unbelievable a man pi that goes on a boat with his family but to all his disparate there's a massive storm he jumps into a lifeboat and he falls .. a tiger and pi are lost in the pacific with nothing but a life boat a raft and each other
Wednesday, 2 December 2015
As the hyena teeth sink into the mankeys arm then the hyena leaps forward then i rip out my knife getting ready sluter the hyena.suddenly a tiger leaps out of the tapolan on the other side of the boat. the hyenas leg slowly stops moving then he looks back at me he jumps
Sunday, 1 November 2015
Dear mr cripps
i strongly believe that we should definitely not do this. this is not ok i'm definitely against this idea listen to me and you will understand why it is DUMB.
This is absolutely rubbish first of all there will be no game time so we will all get fat and do you want us to be a small america. we will not get to do any fun stuff that we can tell in the future. we always love hearing my dad's stories.
secondly, people can't hold on morning tea to lunch you should now what we are talking about bladder problems like duncan. in the year 1 to 2s some kids could wet their pants that could scar there life for ever.and that would be horrible and what if we are sick we can't go to the office to call our mum or dads
there would be no training and we would not be able to win any of our sport exchanges and i don't think mr moore will not be happy with our sports and mr cripps always say our school is the best but if we don't get sports training we won't be.
I Hope i have convinced you my three things were sport sport training and toilet breaks
Monday, 21 September 2015
ooooooow
It was a sunny day not a cloud in the sky.The trees were making shadows. It was Tuesday August the 9th Duncan's heart was pumping,the steep concrete hill glimmered in the sunlight. What is going to happen.He is thinking about all the possibilities that could happen.’’Ok’’ he says with heart in his mouth.Duncan puts his foot on the hard pedal.3...2...1 he pushes down on the pedal, he starts zooming, there is something in the distance it's coming closer then it starts to reverse.”Boom!” Duncan is flying into the air. He does a front flip, landing onto his back he can't breath. Duncan’s limbs are in agony. He sees the driver, his eyelids are shut.”BEEP BEEP,” the car horn blasts. He sees a green wave he hears the doctor say his limbs are sharted
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