Friday, 25 June 2021

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Friday, 14 August 2020

Whelp


Thursday, 30 July 2020

The Storm

The Storm The storm is a raging elephant   It is as dangerous as a pack of wolves     it moves fast like a spreading forest fire flames     it  Is as hard and as grey as the concrete on the street      Trumpeting through the forest as they bowl over trees in their stampede        Ripping trees down like a raging rhino         Stamping all over buildings           Nobody will survive looking at this creature            Stamping crashing raging              Wild furious.

Tuesday, 30 June 2020

Refugee Story

Refugee Story


Once when i was 10 years old, i heared bombs outside my house. I told my mum and she said we have to leave now. I grabbed my teddy, and some warm clothes, my phone, a charger and a blanket.


 We needed to take my cats somewhere safe but we had no one to look after them so we took them with us in cages, with food and water. Me and my mum ant my kitten and cat ran off to a free boat and traveled far away to New Zealand. 


We had more family in New Zealand so we could stay there. When we got to new Zealand, we walked for miles. By the time we got to my aunties house i was night time. Me my mum and my auntie let stomi and kera out of the cage. And then we lived happily ever after 

The End

Tuesday, 23 June 2020