Thursday, June 14, 2018

Writting process











 Colours began to contrast everywhere!
Spicificly Specifically, 2/6 of the people here are holiday.
Thirsty tourists tourists, including us, am I right? Or am I right
Oh, stop being so smart Bloom,” comments India.
The road looked like an sunset,thought Ethel,
An smile forming across her
Pale face, covered with natural beauty.
Jace finally spoke up,
 “Bloom is correct,”  he confirmed.
Oh, whatever! If she thinks shes so
Smart, then maybe shes too good to be a
Friend.” India explained confidently.


 Meanwhile…. On the bus


 Many natives to the country were
Spreading the love, and celebrating the
Good over evil, from many , many , decades
Ago.  Trudging along, the rusty, bus,
Soaked in colours, began to stop,
Thee once clear path, crowded over by
Millions of billions of natives
And tourists, trying to get an closer
Look..


 “Splot!”  Out of the blue, an great
Swirl of coral pink, blasted  onto Ethel’s face, soon followed by a whole lot more in the in the area around them.
 Everyone laughed , and the celebration-
Nal holiday was an great success, and everyone really enjoyed the festival as well.

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