Friday, 14 June 2013

Zoe's Descriptive Writing: The Beach


Golden sand is like soft flour slipping between my toes. 

Whispering waves are hungry animals eating my ankles.  

Scattered driftwood is a fun playground for a squirrel. 

Sneaky seagulls are like food thieves waiting to steal my lunch.  

Small fish are like scared humans running away from soldiers.

Slippery seaweed is a slime forest in the sea.
 
Crazy winds are cold fans blowing around me.

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