My bubble home
As I wait for an escape I get picked up and taken into the garden. I'm the first and the biggest. I drift away floating through the air.
I float away from the garden and then out of the street shimmering in the sunlight as I go. I zoom on the highway like a cheetah, non-stop! Reaching for the sky and rising through the air.
I'm missing where I was, back in my bottle in my old draw at home. As I move through the air I recognise this place. It's my home!! I should go and find my bottle and pop inside it. Then I can be used again. I'll be so happy and my owner will be too!
By Mikayla
Beautiful writing Mikayla, I loved how you said the bubble was shimmering in the sunlight. It created a beautiful picture in my mind. It made me think of a hot summers day, unlike today! Lucy says that she was impressed to find a simile in your writing. Keep up the great work, I look forward to reading more of your stories.
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I spot a simile!!!!! O for awesome Mikayla!!! :D
ReplyDeleteI like that you were a bubble and ,when you write zoom on the highway like a cheetah .
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