Lockdown Class Shared Writing

 Room 17 Shared Writing


It was a hot dusty day in the desert. The sun shone down on the brown bumpy ground. I could smell burnt grass and fragrant flowers. When I touched the spiky cactus my hand got stung. My mouth was watering but the only thing I could taste was my disgusting saliva. I heard the birds singing softly and crows learning how to caw. When I kicked the ground, the dirt went in my eye and my eye started to itch and burn very badly. As I felt the dust blowing around me, I decided to go back home to clean my eye.




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