Wednesday, August 7, 2013

The GIant Footprints


I walk along side the beach the breeze in my hair I'm listening to the waves as they crash on the grainy sand.I look over my right shoulder and wow my heart starts pounding I can feel it almost ripping out of my chest.Two huge footprints in the sand.They’re big, they’re scary and obviously came from a strong, strong and gigantic beast! Which means where is the beast now? I see the wave coming in about to cover the heal to this giant footprint the crabs are crawling into their holes getting ready for another salty and very wet night. 

By Rose 

2 comments:

  1. love the use of language you used.
    from jewel

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  2. nice descriptive writing i liked your story alot

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