Standing in a foggy street.
Random wild dogs come running out from bushes and
other places destroying my house.lost of birds were
flying away like the flash.
Waving trees flap their arms in the howling winds and at
the same time I stared at my bright yellow car (but it was
the wrong colour).that made me sad
On the next day the smell of fresh air made me energised
and excited to see if any more weird things happen.
By Phoenix
Hi Phoenix, I like your story, it’s quite interesting. A question however, why are you standing in a foggy street? Next time add more detail as to why and how you got there. From Ethan, H.I.S
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