Wednesday, 2 April 2014

Play ground

In this story I worked on using interesting sentences with joiners and correct capitals and full stops.

In the play ground I feel a chilly breeze and I can feel the cold wood on my skin. I can hear people talking and stones clashing together. I can hear the choking wind wind on my face. I can see the play ground sitting peacefully on this foggy day.

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