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Post by Angela and Chi on Mar 9, 2012 20:04:00 GMT -5
The WindThrough the busy city street the wind whispered softly wishing to chat. The clouds stood in front of the sun darkening the day sky because it was wishing to dampen the mood. The wind's cries were like a blood curdling scream as the clouds covered up the sun. The clouds were the devil in the eyes of the wind.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Mar 15, 2012 8:19:15 GMT -5
Not bad, I like it
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Post by Angela and Chi on Mar 19, 2012 17:16:30 GMT -5
Thanks, wrote it myself for a project.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Mar 21, 2012 18:31:25 GMT -5
Cool, your good. Keep Writing
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Post by Angela and Chi on Mar 23, 2012 23:09:58 GMT -5
Thanks, I guess I might continue to write but we just finished our poetry unit so I may not write anymore until we do poetry at school again.
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