On an island, I see
grains of sand crunching when I stand on it.
When I look at the water, I see the sun reflecting on the crystal
water. I look at the trees. I see the trees waving. When I look at the sky, I see white, fluffy
clouds. I see gulls glare at me
suspiciously. At night, the sparkling
stars are the roof over my head.
Awesome writing Josh
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Hi Josh - It's great to see your writing on the blog. I loved your line "gulls glare at me suspiciously" - it reminded me of how the seagulls line up at lunchtime looking at the children's lunch boxes. I look forward to reading more of your writing. Mrs Wood :)
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