Question

Narrative writing about a windy day

Answer 1

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Up above, there is a sky so blue, that one colour cannot describe it. Below, tree stumps rise, the branches reaching out and feeling the wind with their leaves. The leaves are full of warm reds, yellows, and oranges underneath the blue sky, hoping to reach out and away to explore with the other leaves. But when they away, the rush of wind only lasts for seconds and they drop on the cold wet ground. And when they drop on the ground, they want the wind to blow them back onto their branch. But when the wind obeys and picks them up, they only fall further away from the tree, down a hill and onto a girl and a dog that lies close to her. A big yellow school bus rumbles up to the curb and with a rusty swoosh, the doors rush open, and There was a bunch of voices, and Farrah and Belle got on the bus and jumped on the steps behind them. They retreated to the last seat. The kids on the bus seemed a little stronger, a little louder and, a little bigger. She plugged her earphones into her phone to drown them out. The bus ride was long and labyrinthine with streets that formed hexagons and circles, spinning them in endless circles.  

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