“I must be in paradise!” I said to myself, rushing down the street. I turned around “Wow!” I whispered “A BMX rider! I’ve always wanted to be one!” All my friends buzzed around. Just around the corner I heard a voice “Honey! You forgot to put your sun cream on!” All my friends laughed.
Suddenly the street disappeared! Then my friends disappeared! Until every last thing was dark and gloomy…
Everything started to say my name “Dizzy! Dizzy!” I thought I was in a forest! The forest seemed alive as an arm reached out! A spider grabbed me. He swallowed me, licking his lips! Gulp!
I pelted through the trees, taking in warmth as the sun beat down on me. I jogged to a stop and did a three-sixty turn, taking in my surroundings. Dried soil made comfortable ground underfoot and barely a leaf had fallen. Golden filters of light shone through the trees and birds chirped wildly, creating an exquisite sound. The forest seemed alive as a strong breeze made branches sway, crack and
weaken. Suddenly, the choir of birds fluttered away, making me feel vulnerable in a now haunted woods. The sunlight had dimmed, the wind gathered up forest debris…drip…drop…drip…drop…drip…drop…and I was alone…
As fish squiggle through the stream,
As owls start hooting with laughter,
The foxes prancing through the trees,
The little robins hopping around,
All over the Autumn ground.
Bees buzzing through the leaves,
As the forest seemed alive as a zoo.
And I know that you
Would like to meet these animals too.
Don’t forget the grizzly bear
Or the hopping hare.
When the bats flap around
The badgers scurrying on the ground,
In their sets, in and out,
For the rest of the night til dawn
These creatures hide away and sleep for the morn,
My heart raced as I crept through the forest. The twigs were cracking beneath my feet. I trembled, wondering when I would wake up from this nightmare. The forest seemed alive as the long, armlike branches with spiny, fingerlike twigs reached down, and tried to grab me as I made my way deeper and deeper into the eerie darkness.
All I could hear was the owls’ haunting screech and the wind, whistling through the trees. There was a musty, damp feeling in the air that made me shiver, and an intoxicating smell of rotting vegetation.
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…the forest seemed alive as…
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One fine sunny day I was playing in my back garden with a basketball. Then it got far too hot so I took off my jacket and when I took off my jacket I looked under me and I saw a golden button. When I pressed it…it exploded! I looked in the air and saw magical spots and when you touch them you get super powers. Then I flew into the clouds and met some cloud people and they gave me a sword and then they gave me finally a goblet. They asked me to stay so I did and I lived happily ever after.
It was far too hot, sweat was running down my brow. My body was on fire. My insides were struggling to escape. Would this be the end? Was this really happening? I told myself it was only a dream. I gave myself a pinch but as soon as my long finger nails touched the delicate skin on my arm I winced, it wasn’t a dream. There was no way out, the heat was engulfing me, swallowing me into the mouth of despair. My life was changing, would I ever be the same again? No I would be stuck. Good bye………
One day we had a picnic and we packed sandwiches, cheese, ham, grapes, tomato, drinks, chocolate bars and plates. Then we set off to a field with a near by lake it was a long car journey but we finally got there. It was very quiet int he field but it was nice, then my brother said ‘oh no, the chocolate bars are melting!’
‘Oh no’ I said. ‘Its far too hot’ mum said ‘eat them, quick!’ So we did, every single one. Then we went home to bed. I dreamed about the picnic, the chocolate melting.
My mum was cooking my favourite meal but when I tried it it was far too hot so I went on a job to wait for it to cool down but it was far too hot for running or jogging. When I got back my meal had disappeared. I looked for it but I got far too hot. Suddenly I saw my brother lying on his bed he was ill his temperature was far too hot. Then I saw some of my meal on his chin but how did it get there? Have you eaten my meal?
One day there was a mountain race over the Rocky hills of America but it was far too hot for a mountain race. All of them were complaining about the weather but they could not cancel.it was even harder when they had to carry drinks with us because it was so hot.when we started everyone charged off. I was trailing behind to save my energy so the last bit of the race some people were slowing down.