Thursday, 27 February 2014

THE ISLAND - By Rachael


The water is splashing on the sand, it splashed on me too! I shiver.  Something was going to happen.  A storm ahead. Oh no, this place is Fiji. When the storm was done, I smelt fresh air. I see the trees swaying side to side. The trees leaves rustle in the wind. The sky is light blue with fluffy clouds shaped like a pirate.

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