Writing
Our Descriptive Settings
Sophia and Aaiysha
As dreamy as a dream come true, the succulent colourful coats of the rainbow would make you blinded by your eyes.
The tree is as white as snow, the trees trunks are as black as a cave .The sky is as colourful as ice-cream. The rose is as beautiful as you and smells like melted chocolate covered marshmallows with a hint of colourful sprinkles.
Paw Paw and Lena
Chiara and Dilara
It was a blazing morning, I could feel sweat dripping down my face. The sand was hot as hell. I was dying for a drink of fresh water. I could hear something in the trees, it was a nail biting moment. Suddenly a cute little monkey jumped out of the trees and took me home.
Sylvia and Cai
The quiet breeze blew the small little flame boxes into the big blue ocean, the sea lit up as the little flames floated away and looked like the stars scattered across the sky. We could see the small, bright lights until they floated away and we waited until they were all gone…
The atmosphere was quiet and everyone had a smile on their faces, it was a beautiful day and watching the flames float out into the high seas made the day better…
Gordon and Faraz
It was a dark and foggy evening. As I walked I could hear the crunching leaves under my feet, the rustling of the branches and goose bumps rising on my skin.
As the thin tall trees wailed the night, a path opened up for me. As I walked through I could feel my heart pumping something following me through the dark forest.