My Special Place
For writing this week we had to write about our special place, a place where we were happy or calm.
Angelina wrote about the beach and here is her writing.
Sunset
I watch as the sun goes down, the red, yellow and orange colours of the sky disappearing as the night sky comes. The red yellow and orange tones of the sky fading into the darkness of night. The big green leaves of the palm tree sway in the wind, like a dancer on stage. The deep blue waves slowly advancing in from the sea. The golden sand shines in the remaining sunlight.
As I walk, I feel the warm soft sand between my toes. The fresh spring wind touches my face and is joined by the gentle splash of salt water spray, each time a wave crashes on the rocks. The last rays of the sun warm me.
I hear the waves as they crash down on the shore while the wind whispers in my ear. Above me echoes the squawk of seagulls as they glide above the ocean while behind me leaves rustle in the wind.
I feel so happy here, free like a bird soaring through white fluffy clouds. I can be relaxed here but also energised. I love this feeling. It is the best feeling in the world.
Angelina used fantastic descriptive language to create a picture in her reader's mind. Check out more of her work on her blog here.
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