Snow capped mountains
Deep red footsteps of experience
Trickled over 180 days
Rained from a heavy cloud
Could tell history over the course of ones life
Or notes of a histories past
Continuing to grow from a blank storm
No matter the subject
Residing in a recycling bin,
Lies leaked from a pen
Or worn down, easy to change
like lead
A graded history
It will soon obtain a new life story
By: Francesca Martin
This storm was crazy. Me and my friends were at the pool when we heard thunder so they went home. Me and Chris were walking and I watched lightning I was so scared he was just skate boarding. I started to run home and like he followed. when we got in the house the tv said tornado watch I was like oh my gosh. Then I looked out the window and rain started to fall so hard I could not see out the window. My mom said I got to go to work then looked out the window and was like nevermind. She waited for the storm to pass then left. Me and chris sat on the couch and watched a movie then went for a walk when the thunder came again so we went home then he got picked up.
The night went by pretty fast. I had a lot of fun I danced with Dan or Danny William’s little brother. William actually talked to me. I hang out with all of my friends and had a blast. We danced and sang. I got pictures taken so it was fun. After my friend Maryanda stayed the night so everything was like perfect.
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