Thursday, 17 September 2015

The dive - Molly N - writing competition 2

One sunny day I was falling out of the air about to fall in the peridot  green water, with my rippling 
t-shirt and smooth blue paints. The rocks surrounding me were sticking up like the head of a wail. 

I was so terrified that my hair was sticking up like a hedgehog. Just touching my arms that are grasping the blue air. I was curved like a floating fruit bowl. 
Will I brake my spine or will I be fine. 

What will happen next? 

By Molly. 

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