The bike I dreaded
It was a rainy 3:05, and the bell rang. I knew I had to bike home, because my parents are as hard as rock; they wouldn't just come and pick me up with the bike rack. I pulled on my waterproof jacket and my hi viz, grabbed my bike from the bike shed, and set off into the wet, miserable weather with a positive mindset (sorta). After what felt like years, I reached read street, which fortunately for me, is downhill. But unfortunately, is heading straight into the wind and rain. I was biking down at the speed of light, then I saw it. A dead hedgehog, lying there. I grimaced and swerved around it, water welling up in my eyes. Either from the rainwater or my sympathy for the hedgehog. I imagined being at home by the nice warm fire with my pjś on, and smiled.
Great job kezia, I love how you said that your parents are as hard as rock. maybe next time you could add adjectives or similes like we are learning to do in class.
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ReplyDeleteI feel so sorry for you because you have to bike home in the rain sometimes.😥
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ReplyDeleteHaha yes I do! How do you get to school?
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