Object writing
For writing last week we are writing object poems. For the poem we had to pick a everyday object and describe it without using the word of what we are describing. So if you were describing a fork you wouldn't use the word fork. Can you guess what Angelina's object was?
Thin whitish brown delicate pieces of a tree, hiding in between the covers like children hiding in their bed scared of the storm outside.
Black writing, telling the story, pulling you away from reality like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean sucking a boat into it's centre.
Thick spine firmly holding the pieces together, without it, all that you have is a bunch of jumbled words upon a page.
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