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Thursday, September 6, 2018

The old rust bucket

In class we are reading a book called trash and we got set a task to right a description of the old rust bucket/ old house.


Bushes swaying in the wind making a swishing sound. While cats meowing with the breeze harmony. And rocks clashing together with the sound of metal to metal.

Rocks tumbling down the hill. Trees dancing along with the wind. Poles so still like a statue, but a boring statue.

Sky so gloomy and plain. Chimney white but shadowy and foggy. Ground so rocky and dull.
By Lily

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