Thursday 13 August 2015

My colour poem

Yellow (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ

Yellow smells like the daffodils in your front yard,
Yellow tastes like fully ripe lemons, 
Yellow looks likes the sun that's always there,
Yellow sounds like ducklings hatching,
Yellow feels like spring.

Tuesday 16 June 2015

some of my fantasy story

I lean against the bathroom wall, and begin to realize how disgusting it is in here. Mold climbing up the side of the mirror  and a sticky, orange substance bubbles up from underneath the toilet.. It looks like someone has emptied out the vacuum after its cleaned the floor of my brothers room. Ew. Most of the tiles aren't even there. 

Wednesday 29 April 2015

War Letter

April 30th 1916

Dear Dad,
It has been such a long time since you left for war.
Are you alright? Are you getting enough to eat in the trenches?
Mum has been really sad lately, looking at old photos of your wedding. We both hope you will be back soon. Our ration book is nearly out of coupons, but the neighbours slipped some bread under the door while we were out yesterday.
We can’t wait to hear back from you, and we hope you arrive home soon and we love you heaps,

Love from all your family xox

Thursday 26 March 2015

Wednesday 25 March 2015

My limerick

There once was a man named mack
that broke someones back
he went to jail
made friends with a snail
and then came back with a whack

so this is my first limerick haha i dont really get it
but i think its funny ;)